Sunday, April 11, 2010

A Perfect Ten

So my daughter is ten. My baby. My youngest. I have no more children in single digits.

We went away for the weekend, just the two of us. Andy did the same with Tano when he turned ten, so Elliana has been looking forward to it eagerly for the last three years and three months.

Ten is such a funny age for a girl. Puberty is coming on fast and furious, but at the same time, she is decidedly still a little girl. I thoroughly enjoyed watching the combination of the two people, the little girl and the young lady, this weekend.

We talked about her rapidly changing body and then she spent some of her birthday money on Barbie dolls and Littlest Pet Shop toys.

She got her ears pierced, and then we celebrated with ridiculously gaudy ice cream sundaes.

She fretted about having a properly fitting bathing suit, and then put it on to play with the beach ball in the pool and cover her hair with bubbles from the jacuzzi.

I took her to see a Broadway musical (on its off-Broadway tour), but she preferred to play old-fashioned dress-up for her outfit for the evening.

We went shopping for cute new clothes, then followed it up with a trip to the playground and a ride on the carousel.

What a joy it was to watch my delightful girl enjoy this most in-between of birthdays. Linguistically, there is only one letter separating ten from teen--an extra 'e.' This weekend, as part of her birthday festivities, Elliana decided to change the spelling of her nickname from 'Elli' to 'Ellie.'

There's that extra 'e.' Oh boy. Here we go.


concretegodmother said...

i think you're a great mom, sherry.

CML_Shearings said...

What wonderful memories you weave! Thanks for sharing the creative ideas with us.