It doesn't feel like 11 years. Some days it feels like 30 years, and some days it feels like I just went to bed last night with her being 3 years old.
I would like to think we are doing a good job raising her, but the fact is she is doing a fine job all by herself. On the verge of being a teenager, she still is a sweet, caring, sensitive little girl, while also being a intelligent, inquisitive young lady with a thirst for knowledge, who is happy to get things like snap circuit remote control rover kits for birthday.
And she's still going to let me read her a few pages of a story and tuck her in tonight.
Not sure how much longer that will happen, and it's worth missing a few minutes of a hockey game for. ESPN will tell me how the game ends, but it won't give me this back.
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