Meanwhile, I'm still coping with the fact that I have an 8-year-old daughter. She's some weird child-teen hybrid right now.
Here she is at her orthodontist appointment (she'll definitely need braces, but this appointment determined that we could wait a couple of years.)
"Mom, I'm a burrito!"
I love finding the remnants from her play.
"Mom, put my hair in a bun!....Ok, yeah, that looks weird. How about just a pony tail for today?"
Alice got some hand-me-downs from her cousin that she's really enjoying.
She rocks the purple.
