The sun was peeking in and out of the clouds so quickly, sprinkling one moment and dry the next but that didn't stop our plans to play and shoot in the desert. Brielle asked if she looked like a 'Bohemian Flower Girl', as I placed a succulent crown on her head when we were getting ready. She asked if she could try some of my make-up. I let her with some guidence as she experimented with my brushes and shimmery glosses. And we clipped in some hair extensions, which she loved. {Please don't judge, it was for a shoot and she knew that}. ;-) As she looked in the mirror and carefully applied gloss to her lips, I had visions of her being a teenager. It made my stomach sink with mixed emotions… pure happiness coupled with a pang of sadness knowing that my girl is getting older and it was happening right before my eyes. I'm not ready for this but I think she'll turn into a lovely young lady. I pray she makes better decisions than I did when I was younger. I pray I can protect her from the pains that come with being a teenager. I pray that I'm the one she runs to when she needs advice or help. I pray I don't mess up. I pray all the time for my sweet girl that I want so badly to protect.