She doesn't sleep well, has never slept well, and has at times been a trial. However, she is also a very loving child, and has her own distinctive (and oft stubborn) style. She is very precious to me, and interestingly enough, I see so much of myself reflected back at me from her. I'm told that she is a lot like me when I was young. Like me, *but different*, because obviously, she's not me. <---How's that for profundity? Ha! She is very original. I don't see in her that tendency to try to copy others' behavior or styles...she just had the hair stylist chop off most of her long hair, at a time when most adolescents her age are growing it long, no bangs. Then we went to Uptown Cheapskate and she picked out a leather jacket and sleek black shades. Very cool she was. I have to be the voice of reason and remind her that she is extremely farsighted, and she'd better wear her REAL glasses, most of the time. Because I'm the Mommy, that's why.
She is an artist, that I can see from the time and effort that she spends on her drawings. She has a tender heart, I can see that from the tender ministrations that she gives to Miss Whitney, our cat.
To be continued...
