It's strange to look at my daughter and see her growing up. She has been harassing me to get highlights in her hair, and since the lower part of her hair is sunbleached, I'm giving in to have a FEW streaks put in the upper part. She's so girlie. And very excited. Today, she was wearing camouflage pants, a couple of t-shirts/tank tops layered, and a pink Harley bandana with rhinestones on her head. She was looking decidedly teen-agerish.
But last night, we were all tearing it up in a massive mom versus daughter, son, and dog pillow fight. We were total KIDS. And when I look at her, I still see my baby. I drop her off at the bus stop and give her all the safety admonishments because I know she's still a CHILD.
But not for long. *sigh* Time is definitely not on my side.