As kids age, you start to see more and more of their true personalities. It’s cool to watch them form and change, and to know you’re making a person.

At age 11, My Oldest Girl is incapable of hurrying. She has no “fast” setting. She’s always off in her own world inside her head, and it shows. She has little inherent respect for authority. She’s pleasant and funny and she loves deeply. But it’s clear she’s usually just somewhere else.

In other words, she’s just like me.