Saturday, September 10, 2011
75% Of My Little Girls Aren't Little Anymore.
On Friday. September 9th. She turned twelve.
I told her no more parties. Maybe an activity with a friend. She ignored me and planned a party anyways. And to her credit, it was very fun and very inexpensive. So we had a party. But that is the last one and I mean it.
She is, by Mormon definition anyways, a Young Women. A beautiful, poised, Young Women.
My girl. My big girl.
I am so proud of you! What a good girl you are! You are funny and pretty and poised and exciting and happy and everything else good in the world. I'm sorry and thrilled at the same time that I get to be your Beehive advisor. Sorry for you, kind of, and thrilled for me, absolutely. But I WILL tell you this; It is going to be fun girl, so get ready!