Tween

This seems to be the trendy term to describe girls of almost 11, like my dear R. And she is very 'tween. She can have the empathy and insight of an adult one minute, and be my baby girl the next. Her room is adorned with One Direction cutouts and bright furry pillows, but she hasn't (yet) demanded that we rip down the Pooh Bears that matched her crib bedding.

I love my tweenager. I know this is but a brief stopover, but I also expect to love the person she is and is in the process of becoming at every stage. At least most of the time.