This is my Emma (in black) and her friends. Today she turns 12. She is the reason I never went back to home schooling after language school. She is such a social butterfly that it would kill her to stay home day after day. She absolutely loves school, everything about it. The Lord has given Emma a large circle of missionary friends here in CR.
Right around this age girls normally divide into two camps, the little girls and the big girls. The little girls still play with their dolls, still draw and write, still say they love their teachers. The big girls are moving more towards the teen years. They bop around with ear buds plugging music into their heads. They stare vacantly at their texting device of choice. And they spend longer and longer amounts of time preening in the mirror before they go anywhere.
Maybe because she’s a middle child, Emma is successfully straddling both worlds. She’s making her metamorphosis gradually, and I’m happy about that. (I’m not ready to pack up the dolls yet.) She had a “Cup Cake Wars” themed birthday party. At the party, we gave her make up for the first time. All the girls ran screaming and squealing up stairs to give each other make overs. They came back down all sparkly and jazzed up, ready to curl up with their pillow pets and watch “Little Women”.
Happy Birthday to my Emma Daisy, my very own American Girl Dolly. I hope you love your new iPod. ❤
Monkeys in My Bag 