So tell me... are little girls in a much bigger hurry to 'grow up' than boys, or is it just mine? She is so independent and although she needs to be with me much more than her brother... she is also eager to prove to me time and time again that she is her own little person.
This evening... I walk into her room. All her Christmas toys are thrown about and she has apparently been having a great time trying them all out. Barbie shoes x 100 all over the floor. Somehow, amongst this mess she is managing to pace back and forth (like her daddy does) in her room as she has an imaginary telephone conversation with her Poppa Emerson. When she notices me standing at her doorway watching her, she matter of factly states:
"Mom, please get out of my room. I need my privacy".
Yes, she is 3 years old. Ahem... going on 13.