Recently my oldest daughter turned nine. According to several online resources, she is officially a tween. Of course I've seen the signs, though I'm steeped in denial. I've noticed breadcrumbs of puberty (*hate that word). When I go to kiss her at night, rather than a kiss on the lips she's started leaning in with her head. I kiss hair. Which is still sweet, and admittedly less germy, but I've been kissing my little girl for nine years so to have her butt her head at me instead makes me sigh [emoji: sad face].