My baby

I just stood in my hallway and listened to my 7.5 year old (the .5 is CRUCIAL when you are 7) have a conversation with Sierra – one of her friends from school. All at once I was amused, amazed, and sad. She sounded SO grown up, SO intelligent, and SO political. Yes – political. She was talking about how “she was talking to X, and they talked to Y, and then Z came and asked me what I thought about Q, and them X wanted an apology for something I did 2 weeks ago, and like stood there for like, 10 seconds waiting for an answer, and I was like….”

Dear LORD. In August she will be 8, which doesn’t seem old – but look at it this way: she’s halfway to 16. SIXTEEN.

I need to calm down now.