I’m really loving 11 on this kid. Probably because she’s #4 of 4 and I know how much she’ll change soon. The change will be beautiful, too, but I’m loving 11.
11 is all giggles and goofy grins and wiggles and Girls-Only-why-would-we-invite-boys-Play-dates. I won’t be selfish enough to ask her to stay 11 forever, but I do wish it could be a slower year.