At any given moment in our home, you can hear the bemoaning of a Dad not ready for his little girl to be growing up so fast, well that and the jaunty ringing of Rooperts dog tags clinking together as he bounces through the house (but that's beside the point). She really is growing up, and there are moments when you catch a glimpse of her, well, it's like you can see into time. You suddenly get a brief glimpse of a teenager, an adult, a woman. It's disconcerting. BIG TIME. Yet it's also pretty darn cool. 60/40 cool. This photo above makes me think of some grungy ad from the 90's selling clothes to disinterested teenagers. Don't ask me why, it just does.