Like the age 11, not like the character from Stranger Things.
It's wild. Alice is what I call "grown up size" in that fact that she's taller than my cousins or Glinda the Good Witch. She has like 8.5-9 sized feet, size 10 winter boots. But she's still a kid. She still wants us to sing skidamarink every night.
She's growing up. She's strong. She's smart. She knows what she wants. I believe that she understands the power she has and, importantly how to use it.
Where did the last 11 years go? Wasn't it just yesterday?
I really am starting to understand the "long days, fast years" expression. Maybe it's short years. Either way, time is going fast.
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