Just as importantly, she the kind of girl who will turn on Aerosmith really loud and dance on the roof of a car when her mama is taking too long taking pictures on the side of the road.
She hates to get up early, and she loves Harry Potter, Taylor Swift and re-runs of The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. Her favorite foods are macaroni and cheese, and macaroni and cheese. Her room is a disaster area. For her sweet sixteen party, she asked for donations to the dog rescue shelter where she got her puppy instead of presents. She is stubborn as a mule and smart as a whip, and still calls me Mommy, which makes my heart melt a little bit every time she does it.
And so I ask you – help me to figure out the best thing to call her on this blog, now that I can’t call her the teenager. Leave me your best suggestion in the comments below, and next Saturday she and I will pick our favorite, and then send the one who came up with the name a set of twenty of the best children’s books we know. Most of them are books that we loved reading together when she was small (sniffle!), along with a few new ones. Here they all are…including Goodnight Moon. (All brand-new…she won’t part with anything in her room. Books, stuffed animals, ratty old sneakers….you know.)
(In the event that more than one person suggests the perfect name, the books will go to the first one who comments with that name.) And just in case you were wondering, we’re not going to use her real name, otherwise known as the one I holler every time I find a wet towel on the floor again, so no suggesting that option, sensible as it may seem!
And with that….Goodnight teenagers everywhere.