I'd love to pour it all out.
Any of you have a tween in the house?
|This photo makes my face look squooshed.|
This girl is amazing in so many ways. As she matures, we can talk about books that I like to read (she's a voracious reader, so it's hard for her old mamma to keep up). She likes clothing styles that I could only dream of wearing when I was young. She can babysit her little brother. Make intelligent observations at an art exhibit. Criticize the harsh comments made by Heidi Klum and the other judges of Project Runway instead of criticizing the designs. Clean the kitty litter. Run to the store for a red bell pepper. Tuck her brother into bed.
Oh the things a twelve-year-old can do.
I'm going to stop here, and keep it positive.
PS: I am especially grateful for the Zoloft that kept me from screaming bloody murder and dragging her off to her room by her pony tail. Whew. Glad I got that off my chest.