Sweet sixteen Just thought that some of you might appreciate the idea and so I thought I'd share. For my daughter's sixteenth birthday I didn't get her a storebought gift. Instead, I wrote her sixteen short stories of my sixteen favorite memories of her infancy and toddler-hood - memories that she wouldn't have been old enough to remember. Anywho, it was met with typical teenage indifference at the time, though I think anything I might have given her would have, but year after year she pulls those stories out regularly and re-reads them. They're beginning to aquire an heirloom presence and quality about them to her.