Tweens

Brooke had an 11 hour play date yesterday (literally) and laid in bed until noon today. Despite that, she woke up anxious and edgy. She spent the day snapping at everyone and getting upset over everything. Then her (new) lighting cable wouldn't charge her iPad anymore ... likely because of the bent tip and she LOST it.

I suggested she spend some time in her room reading and doors were slamming. Not too long after I decided to check on her and found her passed out on her beanbag.

There's such a delicate balance between being a little kid and a big kid and a young adult! And the age she's at literally spans all three. One day she's running errands solo and baking cinnamon rolls from scratch and the next day she's having a tantrum on the floor over screen time.

Sometimes when I think about how hard and exhausting MY life is, I think about how lucky I am not to be an (almost) 12 year old girl living in this complicated world.