I'm having a hard time lately with my children. Mainly, the one with the blond hair. (Wait. That's really not much of a clue. ) Mainly the one that can be this happy one second:
and this mad the next.
Or who can wear pretty dresses, and still put on a face like this:
I keep hearing, "its the age". I don't want it to be the age. I want her to get over it. But, if it is truly the age, I want to be a better parent. So, I've been praying for guidance. I really need it. I love my baby girl. I want to be a good mom to her. I want to love spending time together like we do sometimes (lately, it always ends in arguing.)
I feel like this is only a preview of what Jr. High is going to be like.