I’m having a wee bit of trouble wrapping my brain around the fact that Bear turns eleven today.
Eleven. Eee-le-ven. Eleven. No matter how I say it the number still boggles me.
Not so much in a she was just a tiny babe sort of way. (Though she was.) It’s more of a how can someone so seemingly grown ONLY be turning eleven?!
There are moments when Bear says something so strikingly insightful that BrightSide and I just blink at each other. Where does that sort of wisdom come from? How can she be so confused at times, yet at others be so utterly…clear? Sometimes she demonstrates a self-awareness I find stunning in a girl her age.
My baby turns eleven today. She says she’s officially entering the tween years, but I’d say we crossed that threshold a while ago (in all the ways that matter, anyway). Here’s to another year of adventure on the Bear roller coaster.