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I Know I'm Getting Older When....


I have more responsibilities; I get to watch the little’s and be in charge. Mom gets to go and do more things that she wants to do now that I have more responsibility.                          
I have more things to do in order to get dressed; Deodorant, keeping my hair up and out of my face.                                                    
Getting to do more myself; Get to make lunch and breakfast, stay home (when daddy’s sleeping) while mom is running an errand.

Buy my own stuff; I don’t have to ask mom and dad for everything I want, I can save up and buy it myself. I saved up $82 and bought a tablet ON MY OWN! Right now I’m trying to save $500 to buy a horse.*
Getting taller; Things that used to be able to do I can’t do anymore.
Get more “grown-up” things; 2 years ago on Christmas I got a make-up kit with MASCARA and EYELINER and a jasmine bath set. And last year I got a got a $30 visa gift card, a piano and an aquamarine stone (my birth-stone) watch and a bracelet set. This last year for my birthday I got a gun, charm bracelet, make-up brushes and lots of clothes and jewelry. I also have an email, Pinterest and blog account. Soon, I will be sharing a Facebook page with mom.
Getting to watch more non-educational shows; occasionally I get to watch shows like Blue Bloods, I saw one and will forever be only one show of, Mysteries of Laura, and I Saw one episode of Parenthood.
I have my own pet(s); I have my own cat and I will soon have my own horse.
I get to go to a lot of places that they can’t necessarily go; friends’ sleepovers, birthday parties.
I have a better attention span.
I don’t have these sudden bursts of energy.
I don’t have “sugar crash”
 I Am obviously am getting bigger and older and have more purpose in life.


*I’m doing odd jobs to collect money. And there are always birthdays and Christmas

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