My girl is 10 today. 10 is a milestone. (She has reminded all of us that we only have one family member left in the single digits.)
My daughter at 10 is so much different than I was at 10. She has a confidence that I have never known. She owns her beauty and intelligence in a way that I wish adult women could do. Is it age that takes this ability away from us or is it that we never had it begin with? If the case is the latter (and I hope that it is not) then I hope that she never loses this part of her.
At 10, she seems to know herself and what she wants.
She stands up for herself and advocates for her own needs. When she is struggling, she asks for help. When she sees someone else struggling, she is the first to act. She is innately kind. She sees the good in people, and also trusts her instincts about people that she isn’t sure about.
She does things in her own time and in her own way. Once she makes up her mind about something, there is nothing anyone can do to change it. Believe me, I have tried.
She is artistic and the things that she makes blow our minds. She loves to draw and make things out of paper. One of my favorites was a container of popcorn made out of paper and cotton balls that she colored yellow with a marker.
She has inherited her father’s ability to mimic people. She can slip in and out of an accent when you least expect it. She can also do people’s facial expressions and mannerisms. She’s very dramatic. And entertaining.
She loves to read as much as I do. One of the things that we can always share is our love of books. This year she fell in love with Anne of Green Gables. And as much as I tried, she isn’t into Little House on the Prairie. That’s okay, we have plenty of books to read together.
This summer we got to spend a lot of time together, just the two of us. It was such a gift to have that time alone with her. I know that she loves me, but when push came to shove, she would always pick her dad over me. (Unless she was sick or really, really tired.) Because of all of the time we’ve been able to spend together, I think that she would at least stop and think about it before automatically choosing Wes. I at least stand a chance now.
People have warned me that raising a teenage daughter is going to be a challenge. I don’t doubt them – but right now, as she is on the cusp of tweendom, she is a delight. I can’t wait to see what the next 10 years brings for her.
Happy Birthday Ava, I couldn’t love you any more.
When William turned 10 it conjured up some emotions that I was not prepared for. As I re-read it today the same words and feelings ring true. (You can read that post here.)
Photos taken to celebrate her 10th birthday.
Bree Hester | Family Photographer | Cape Cod, Massachusetts