I had a fun time at Crafty Night last night, a bright spot in an otherwise icky week.

See what I made!



Needle felting is fun!

Emma's been dropping hints recently about things she wants for Christmas.  Normal stuff like the new Tinkerbell movie, a horse, any and all Pokemon cards, a kitten, beads, or Wii games. I've told her a couple times to write it down, and that Santa and I would see what we could do.

This morning she was rattling off her list again, and the first thing she said?

"A happy family together on Christmas."

That sound was my heart. Breaking.

Last month, Emma got her ears pierced. She is currently as tall as my chin. She wears a size 5 shoe.  She gets confused and upset when the boys at school act like 9- and 10-year-old boys.

My girl is growing up. I can tell puberty is coming- it's not here yet, but I have a feeling it's lurking just beyond the horizon. I need a pause button so I can stop and catch my breath.

I remember adolescence, and I'm not sure I'm ready to weather that storm again, even from the other side.

Note to self:  Two cups of tea before 10:00 am does not make up for four hours of sleep and no breakfast.  I'm off to find some food before I jitter right off my chair.

On a completely unrelated topic, YAY for the democratic process!