growing up

My baby turned 10 today. 10. 10 years ago she was barely as long as the length between her knee and ankle now. Now she is almost up to my neck in height. She had no sense of humor for the first six months...just a killer case of colic. Now almost anything will make her giggle, or at least look at me with that look and say "Seriously, Mom?"

She used to be my little pink girly girl. Now she has her girly moments, but she'd just as soon climb a tree or play with the dogs and goats our neighbors have. Dresses used to be all she wanted to wear and now she wears her jeans out faster than her brothers ever did. And pink is a thing of the past, for the most part, replaced by lime green and orange and yellow and stuff with peace signs and skulls......

Boys used to be yuck...and to a degree they still are, but she claims to have a boyfriend. Yeah we'll see about that.....my husband is drawing up plans for the sniper tower as we speak....

She is sharp as a tack, though. 4th grade and she reads books some high schoolers would have trouble with. Math is one of her strong subjects, too. Matter of fact, we haven't found too much she is not good at, unless it's cleaning her room and picking her stuff up.

My baby is growing up.......and mommy is not ready......