Friday, October 16, 2009
I have a beautiful daughter named Mackenzie. She is twelve, you know, the 12 going on 25 sort of 12. She is all about drama and long sighs and getting frustrated easily. She thinks her feet are too big and her hair is too long and poofy. She has what I call "teenager eyes". She does not see herself the way she actually is. What I see when I look at my daughter is a beautiful young girl, working hard, and succeeding at becoming a beautiful young lady. She has a big laugh that makes you want to laugh with her. She is very, very 12, so she is a little whiney and hormonal, but she knows it and is able to laugh about it when you call her on it.