My daughter has hit an age of many changes. She is 9 now going on 16. She wants an ipod, a new laptop, a digital camera, a cell phone. Gone are the days of Barbies and Littlest Pet Shop.
The other morning, she was getting ready for a marathon day of shopping and hair cuts. She put on a cute brown shirt and jeans, but stood in front of the mirror forever looking this way and that. She finally decided that the shirt "made her look fat". Uh, I do not think there is even ONE ounce of fat on her body. She asked me to tie it in the back...and then changed her shirt to a tank top that showed how skinny she was.
Yesterday, we were getting ready for Splashtown and she wanted me to brush her hair because it bugs her to have it messy. I told her "but, we are going to Splashtown, your hair is about to get all wet." Still, she had to have it brushed.
Where is my baby??
One of the biggest complaints she has had is her pink room....it is too "girly" and she is not "girly" anymore. So, all the pink in her room is gone. It has been replaced by blue and green walls. Soon, her "girly" furniture will be painted a copper color to give it an edgier "punk" style.
I remember the girl in pig tails and now is a girl who is growing up before my eyes. Gone is the girl who would grab my legs to stand up...now is the girl who is quickly getting so tall that it won't be long before we can stand nose to nose. Gone is the pretty pink room and now is a room fit for a tween. I love my daughter and who am I to question God's design, but why do they grow so fast??
But, here is the biggest conundrum. As much as I hate the idea of her growing up....I AM LOVING HER GROWING UP!! It is SO COOL!! I love shopping with her....talking with her...hanging out together....getting manicures...listening to the same music....and still have her curl up in my lap! So, I say "BRING IT ON!!"
Sierra at 3!
Sierra at 9!
