Monday, February 14, 2011

when did this happen?

When did I get old enough to have a teenager?

Not only that, but a teenager who wants to put colorful stripes in her hair? And asks for my help buying the hair coloring agent? And then asks for my advice on where to put it? And looks up at me with her melty, chocolate eyes and beauuuutiful fringy lashes and says, "I really want to know your advice. I trust you."

I won the lottery here. I adore her, Mom. I know you do, too.