The second decade of the 21st Century belongs to Veronica, born this day in 2010. It’s as significant in her life as the 1950s were to her grandparents and the 1980s to her parents.

As the decade winds down, Veronica leaves behind her baby years and her baby teeth (#8 lost yesterday) and embarks on the journey to the fine young woman she is destined to be. In grandpa’s biased opinion she is already a wonderfully kind and sweet girl – always looking out for the welfare of an older brother and younger sister, and making sure life is right and just for all – well, as much as she can as an eight-year-old.

She is also the McLean family’s cat whisperer. She looks after a crusty old tuxedo kitty at home and through patience and kindness has earned the undying love and trust of an uber-cautious ginger tabby at our place. He misses her when she goes home after a visit.

This week marks the annual Veronica International Birthday Festival – which started last Saturday with a birthday party, had a family get-together yesterday and ends today with a trip to a water park. I suppose when you turn 8 you deserve no less.

Happy birthday sweet girl – and it is Grandpa’s hope that we can have our very special friendship for many years to come.