A Teenager

I think Norah has skipped a few years and is nearing 13 or 14.  She has been a little obsessed recently with how old you have to be to be a teenager.  She often asks if she has to be a teenager to do certain things.  

Last night, she and I ran to Kohl’s to do a little shopping.  I could use some black pants – I think with the girls I had borrowed from someone else.  (I had no luck by the way).  I thought we would look at the Christmas dresses for Norah.  Plus, we did a little Christmas shopping there too.  I had a 30% off coupon so I figured we should do what we can.  While we were at Kohl’s, Kevin and Lucy were at Circuit City.  Norah said at one point, “Girls don’t like shopping for computer stuff – only clothes.”  She is at a fun age to take shopping because she enjoys it, but I still have the final say over what she picks out – and she’s okay with that.  I know that won’t last forever.
She has started using the word “like” in way too many sentences.  While looking at the clothes, she said, “Mom, isn’t this like so cute?”  “This is like so much fun like shopping for clothes.”
I wasn’t going to make her try on the dress she found, but she really wanted to.  While in the dressing room, she was dancing and singing, “I love beautiful, fancy dresses!”
As we were leaving Norah said, “Wasn’t this like so much fun?  We just got to talk and talk.  I loved it!” 
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