This kid, with two teenage sisters, is sort of stuck between childhood and teenage-hood. I found her last night talking to her friend Courtney on the phone while sitting on her bed, which is draped with her favorite monkey blanket.
The pose reminded me so much of the older girls, but upon closer inspection? She was reading a book to her friend over the phone. The name of the book? "Kitty's Special Job."
She is torn between wanting a cell phone (um, no...not for several years) and loving her stuffed animals. Between playing with her Legos, and wanting to hang out with her 15 year-old sister and her friends (which her sister does not care for).
She puts her plastic pet dinosaur to bed every night in a special purple box next to her bed. She loves me. She tells me every day. She still wants to hold my hand when we're walking together. And she wants to be grown up, so very very much.
Every day, I make her promise that she's still going to love me when she's 13. And every day, she says "Of course I will, Mommy!"
One day, I'm going to get that on video, for evidence.