In just over three weeks…The Girl will be eleven.
Eleven years old. In middle school. As in, not in elementary school any longer. My kidlet…She is growing up. I knew this. I know this. I did. But every now and again the reality of it whaps me in the face.
Eleven
Holy crap.
There's a learning curve.
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So you’re saying, “this one goes to eleven”? *grins*
oh, at least
*snorts* Bonus points for Spinal Tap reference. 🙂
The sleeper has awoken….
Wow. That means I’ve known the two of you for about eight years. Wow.
I guess she was really rocking out and needed just a little push to get over the edge.
I’ve really known you that long? Wow…
Just bringing this up as fair warning, so that the heart attack doesn’t knock you out.
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