Lil Lady is growing up. I catch glimpses of her as she's doing her homework at her desk or gathering her things to go to the bus stop and she looks like a full-grown teenager. But then she'll be playing with her sister and younger kids and I breathe a sigh of relief that she's not in any rush. So far, she's somewhere in the middle of cultivating her teen attitude and holding tight to her Barbies and Build-A-Bears. Recently she was pointing out some boys before watching her middle school play: "I have crushes on him... and him... but my bff is going with that one until the end of the play and then she is breaking up with him. The other one says he isn't dating until 7th grade". It gave me major junior high flashbacks to hear her talk like that.
Chillgirl is my mini-me. She's got a competitive drive, walking around the house bumping a volleyball up and down. She's ready for a few more triathlons this summer and told me recently she wanted to eat what I eat, so she can be strong like me. I forever tout the need for healthy eating and getting the right nutrients like fiber and protein, and she knows the reasons behind it. I will have a lot in common with her as she gets older. This is nice because I have always been a bit of a blacksheep in my family when it comes to my sports activities.
So I have Artsy Spice and Sporty Spice. These are two sides of me and I am happy they are each happy with an outlet that I can be a part of. I'm a lucky Mom.
