{life with a curious and crazy almost 14 yr old}
She’s such a fancypants in so many ways, and then such a slobby kid in others (ha!). I like to call Duende my little Ronja because even when she’s dressed to the nines, she likes to have her knife tied around her waist when she can. She likes to be ready in case any emergency whittling needs to be done. She jumps on the rider mower whenever she can so she can zoom around the yard and do a half-decent job at mowing (which is still better than us being able to find the time to mow, I suppose) and tries to do our nails as much as we will let her. She dreams of a dance studio instead of a garage.
Reinvention is the speed of life for this gal. This past month she made herself a ‘poodle skirt’ (she even made the buttons out of clay), face masks, practiced her fancy nail kits, whittled some more stuff, helped out at the store, built a hanging table for our evenings outside, baked and mowed, and all the other crazy stuff she does.
For the end of her second cycle she wants her ears pierced which sounds both exciting and frightening (yes, I was totally the older teen who pierced her own ears with a piercing earring and a potato, a bunch of times, but putting holes in your child’s body should maybe give everyone at least a pause). Just a year or 2 ago she was determined that she was never going to be pierced — ha!
That’s the only constant — that things change.
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