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I'll call her Pinkie

Not because she likes pink, but as a reminder to me that even though my lovely, awesome step-daughter is very feminine, in the most wonderful strong way, she does not like pink. No te gusta on the pink!

Pinkie likes green, and deep purple, and blue and black and all the other colors except for pink. I on the other hand like pink, but that's all good. We can like other things. I like her, lots. She impresses me and touches me more and more every time I see her. She cracks me up, sometimes frustrates me, but most of the time amazes me.

Pinkies got a wonderful mom, so I'm just the standby. But what I get to do with her, I like to do with her.

Lots of people have lots of things to say about teen girls. They are emotional, dramatic, stubborn..blah blah blah. I too am emotional, dramatic when I'm tired, stubborn when I have to be, the only difference is time and age have tempered it.

I think I will remind myself and others of that whenever they say anything negative about teens...we were all there once, and I think they are awfully good to have around, no different from us, just still growing and changing.

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