"Twelve, nearly a teenager, so that's where she's at, both quiet, and shy, but there's nothing wrong with that. A pubescent young girl, looking cool, and moody all the while, keeping a straight poker face, and withholding a smile. Rules are there to be broken, it's all part of looking hip, the face is always frowning, with a drooping bottom lip. It's called being a teenager, it's all about style, it's a phase of growing up, it's just being a juvenile. Adolescence is difficult, something we all have to endure, but my Great granddaughter is still beautiful, of that I'm so sure."