ET -- oh my dear sweet angel Eldest Twerp. I remember the first time I ever saw her in her little purple star outfit bouncing down the path at the zoo. I knew. I just knew she was meant for greatness.
But, as with life, challenges and struggles have happened. And our move from the Wild West to the Deep South was nothing less than catastrophic for her.
There have been many nights of tears, morning of screams, and weekends of drama. But now...now...I think she is finding her niche. DRAMA! It's so unlike her mother who is shy and serious and never has a flair for the dramatic. But to each their own. And finally, finally -- the smile is back. The shine is there. And she is home. Amen.