Lily turns 12 (or one more year until all hell breaks loose)

"One more year until I am a teenager"  she announced on August 4th.
"Six more years until you are an adult"  I replied.
"Oh no, that means I'll have to leave home.  I never want to leave home.  I love it here.  You will get old and need me to do stuff for you.  Then you'll die and I'll need to take care of the house" was her preteen response.
I have to admit to finding 12 a very amusing age....caught between childhood and impending young adulthood.  She tries so hard to be grown up, but then insists on seeing the Minions for her birthday and cries when the bananas cry.  Lil is a jock...prefers runners and track pants to dressing up, so when she received eye shadow and starter bras with her birthday gifts...well lets say she was happier getting some lego and swim caps.
She is intuitive and empathetic, always trying to help and please.  She has a heart of gold and a work ethic that makes her Dad and I proud.  We couldn't be more proud.  Happy Birthday sweet girl.