Sweet Sixteen

From that cute little blond baby you used to be
To this beautiful young woman I see in front of me
From watching you stumble from crawling to walking
Then hearing you fumble from babbling to talking
When your favorite toy was daddy's work shoes- never
  a baby doll
Then your favorite thing of all was a worn out old
  football
From teaching you to read and write and play a child's  
  games
Then, all of a sudden you are graduating eighth grade
I lay my beautiful daughter down in her crib then turned
  around long enough to blink
The next thing I know, my baby is Sweet Sixteen