My oldest daughter - not yet a teenager and already she looks so much like a woman. She's too little to look so grown up - I remember my teens, I think on all the things I read about the teen world today and I want to beg her to wait, stay small, stay protected. The world is so big and so unkind, but I know there's no point, and instead I'm just proud that she is so much herself, that she is independent and assertive, determined and fiercely loyal.
And yes, still some times she looks like the little one she really is.
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