Since she turned 9, I feel like I have. Tween. Not in the annoying, hormonal way, but just a different version of Maggie.
She looks different and talks differently too.
Today, she came home and asked to go to her bff's softball game. She came inside and ate a snack that she made. Then, changed her clothes and put on a baseball cap over her ponytail. She spent some time playing a computer game and then it was time for her to go.
I asked her for a few minutes to talk before she left. It was just bizarre. She has her own little life and own interests. Is this what it is like to have teens?