Ugh, I need to pay more attention to my blog! I missed my own blogiversary!
I've been blogging SIX YEARS.
Six years is a looong time in electronic years. A loong time.
Speaking of both six years and a long time, a certain girl is nearing the teenage years. I mean, it's been fun, it's been real, it's been all that and more, but.....wait......really?........
Oh, right. It's just her attitude that's pretending to be sixteen. The rest of her just fell in with the stomping and posturing.
Now, up until about a week ago I'd swear she was six.
But....lately....when she's asked to do something or told to go to bed or darn near anything, her head spins, she swings her body around and utters that horrid word "Whatever."
And then she rolls her eyes. And stomps.
I can't figure out where this is coming from. School? Her friends? iCarly?
And just when I get my breath back from the sudden-death-puberty strike and open my mouth to address this inappropriate and egregious behavior, she'll....giggle. Or grab up her crayons and draw. Or start telling me about the (epic) story of what all her Barbies are doing.
And suddenly, she's six again.
Oh, it's gonna be fun being your Mama, Miss Rosey. I think.