In the beginning there was a tiny 6 lb 13.6 oz baby girl with cheeks that practically touched under her chin. She had enough attitude invitro how she'd be positioned from one appointment to the next. At the time of delivery she jack-knifed, feet to face, and tried to come out two feet and a hand first, forcing and emergency c-section.
I thought that I had 12 years or so before that stubborn attitude turned into a tween that talked on the phone for hours with her friends.
She has been on the phone for 45 minutes.
She is 6 years old.
I am in so much trouble.