She'll do something a little different with her hair, walk a little taller, give her best Mona Lisa smile. They're little things, but they make her look not 12.
She's almost a teenager so this is expected. It's even okay. But these little flickering glimpses of the young woman she's becoming make my pulse flutter. Time is marching by so quickly.
Of course, right after older Eldest flits by, 12 year old Eldest quickly re-emerges, soothing my heart by reminding my that she is, in fact, still a child and will be for a while longer.
She's a great girl: a wonderful student, a thoughtful friend, an involved member of her community. She's also a loving daughter, a devoted sister, and the silliest, happy girl I know. We could not have been more blessed.
I adore my sweet daughter. It's been an emotional year, but it's all coming from a place of love and joy. Joy that she brings us daily, and a love that gets stronger as she gets older. These are things that never flicker, but burn more brightly with every passing day.
For Eldest, the best is yet to come. I can only wait with excitement to see what that best will be.