At 11:15 this morning, my girl will enter the realm of double digits. She will turn 10. 10! How did that happen? How is it possible that I am the mother of a 10 year old?
Two days ago I stood at the bakery counter thumbing through the design book trying to pick a suitable design for her cake. I was specifically told NO Hannah Montana or anything of the like. And I was fine with that. But then I came across the Disney Princess designs and it made me realize what will be no more. Gone for good are the days of pink sequined dress-up dresses, cheep plastic shoes and feather boas. And gone are the days of princess birthday parties.
And all of this leaves me looking forward to (or shaking in my boots at) what’s to come.
