I wish someone would tell me what happened to my daughter. You know, the sweet 12 year old girl who has lived with me her entire life.
I think there's an imposter living with me instead.
My girl is sweet and loving. Always willing to spend time with me on the couch, read a book, watch a movie and give hugs. I haven't seen that girl in about 2 weeks.
Last night at dinner we tried a new recipe - Brown Rice Patties. Everyone thought they were good except the 12 year old imposter. She said, "Does anyone else in America eat this for dinner?" I reassured her that Heather's family does because I got the recipe from her blog. The imposter would prefer spaghetti or chicken for dinner. I reminded her that we had roast chicken for dinner on Sunday or maybe the imposter missed that meal because my daughter was sitting in her seat. Note: imposter ate two of the brown rice patties.
Later in the evening the imposter was snuggled up in a blanket and reading a book. I got right next to her, put my arm around her and gave her a squeeze plus a kiss on top of her head. She said, "Get out of here."
Again, much later in the evening I approached the imposter. However, I do believe my daughter had reappeared by this time. I asked if she'd like to sit in bed with me and read together. She said, "Sure." Not only did I get to read with her but she also let me blow-dry her hair, a real treat I can assure you.
So now I'm thinking, "Oh, thank the Lord. My daughter is back and that imposter has fled."
Not so. The imposter was back this morning eating breakfast at my counter. Either that or my daughter has turned into a true teenager within the last couple of weeks.