Her requests:
bbq chicken
homemade mac and cheese
grandpa's vanilla ice cream
We happily obliged.
Nikki is the youngest. Our baby. The fact that she is finished with high school is hard for me to accept. In fact, I still don't think it has set in.
Before I start crying...here are some pics from the party!



Nikki, through the years. Yes, I realize these are pictures of pictures.

my personal favorite
I seriously cannot look at this picture without smiling. Nikki went through a phase where she was really into posing. And every pose included a pointed finger. As you can see, this picture was no different.
A fun night celebrating Nikster. I love that girl.