"I'm just at that age where I like to spend time with myself", she explained as she slowly closed her bedroom door so she could write in her diary for awhile.
I smiled and gave her my most encouraging look.
Ever since she came back from FL, she has been more independent. She can't seem to leave her hair alone and looks in mirrors a lot more. I don't point these things out.
I understand that I'm doing my job if you fly, my darling.
Let's just take it slowly at first, and you may need to hold my hand.