Being 10 has been a tough go at times, but a lot of it is because you're becoming more mature so fast and very observant about things going on around you. You have a little sassy mouth (no clue where you got that, no clue at all) and you have no problem calling me out on bs. I'll admit, I'm not the biggest fan, but when you finally calm down and tell me what is making you sassy, you and I can sit down and talk it out. Doesn't always mean you're happy with the outcome, but you are much better at not having a complete breakdown - and I think everyone is happy about that.
You've slowly accepted changes in your life that include another person to our little family. I'm proud of you to be able to find it in you to share me with another person. But don't worry...you and I will always have our dance parties together and girl talks.
There are some areas that you need a little improvement, but I'm going to take a wild guess that you're not alone in this area (I could improve, too). Putting your dirty clothes in your hamper to be cleaned and the clothes are ALL inside out. Ugh - this kills me. This is also why you've learned how to do your own laundry, now. Now, you see how much it sucks to have to reset your clothes to being outside - in. If only you could figure out how they become inside out in the first place... In due time.
Drying your hair all the way through. Yes, there can be eye rolling and pouting and irritability about having to have dry hair when I'm sending you off to school and it's below freezing outside. How dare I?! It might not seem like your style is to have dry hair, but I don't feel it's your style to get wretchedly sick, either. Sorry, kiddo. No coin toss on this subject.
You are officially an eleven year old who is basically a small adult. We talk about stuff that is age appropriate...and sometimes we don't. You want to know as much information as possible and I explain things to the best of my abilities and no longer keep things rated G, but rather PG-13. But there's something about the fact that my filter has holes in it that helps expand your mind a bit.
You're so damn smart. I'm pretty sure I've said that in all of your birthday blogs. I couldn't have been more proud at your teacher-parent-student conference. Your science teacher asked you questions very nonchalantly about the upcoming test that was three weeks out...and you answered every one correctly. You were working on the food chain beginning with producers and ending with omnivores. But you and a couple of your classmates challenged your teacher about where do cannibals fall in the food chain...and that began your conversation about where zombies would fall. You spoke up at the conference and started listing where a zombie would be in several different levels of the food chain...I just sat back and listened to the two of you talk about the possibilities. Seriously...are you kidding me? Straight A student and one that is used as an example with other students because you're also a social butterfly who enjoys your friends and making new ones.
Every day:
Farrah: Guess what page I'm on.
Me: 350?
Farrah: Higher
Me: 380
Farrah: Lower
Me: 360
Farrah: Lower
Me: 355, 356, 357, 358?!!
Farrah: Yes!
OMG.
But your excitement to tell me how far along you are in the book you're reading, what's happened to the characters, what made you want to cry in the story, who died, who survived, and you tell me everything about each character...and there are usually as many characters in the books you read as there are in Game of Thrones. That means I can't keep up except for a handful of characters. So, sorry if I seem lost when you tell me, but it could be because I am....and it's time for me to start reading the books, too.
You are a rockstar. You are my rockstar. I love you more than you could possibly know and my love for you just gets bigger every day. I didn't know the love I had for you from the day you were born would just continue to grow more and more.
So, today, my sweet girl...I wish you everything wonderful you could possibly imagine. I want you to experience joy. I want you to know nothing but happiness and ease in life. I want you to do all the things you want to do without any worry. My wish for you on your 11th birthday is just complete contentment and peace. We'll do it together, Kitten.
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