My baby

My baby is turning 9. I cannot believe it either. It seems like just yesterday she was toddling around and making up words. Now she knows all the words to every Taylor swift song and her only purpose in life is to be famous. She sneaks on lip gloss when I am not looking and asks for video games and jewelry......and money. I used to be able to pacify her with a stuffed animal, but now she is at that age where she wants to leave childhood before its over.

I see a bit of myself in her sometimes. I mean she is 95% her father, but I can relate to being stuck in a kids body. I can understand knowing you are smarter than everyone else and destined for greatness. Most of what I see is her father though. Her habits, attitudes and even the things she says are so much Dan the man. Its almost like he is around me all day, but in small girl form. She is smart, but lacks the drive I had. She just wants the quick route to Hollywood so she can be the next "pop sensation". She has actually said "I want to be a pop sensation". I don't know where she gets this stuff. Probably Hannah Montana.

She is also very sweet when she thinks no one is looking and the fair police. She is the kid who makes sure we don't break the rules and everyone plays fair.......or she is telling. She gets accused of being a tattle tail, but I am ok with that. I would rather her come to me too much than not at all. She has a hard time living with injustice, but she's only nine. She will grow and learn to choose her battles. I don't expect her to be perfect. She can't be if she's mostly Dan. Did I mention he has issues? I can only hope that I will give her the tools to be a Godly woman and if she does make it to Hollywood maybe she won't sell out. She is a gift, albeit a very mouthy, sarcastic, tiring gift, but even so I love her with all my heart. She is a gift that has changed me for the better. Everyone should be so lucky to have a Vanessa. I know I am.