I Am A Twelve Year Old Girl.

It is true. I am a 12-year-old.

As I type this, I am going through past seasons of Wizards of Waverly Place on Netflix, trying to find episodes I haven’t already seen. There are very few. I’m all the way back to season 2 at this point.


Also, I love Selena Gomez.


She’s cute, she’s funny, and- so far- she hasn’t turned into a total nasty chick just to go against a “good girl” image.

I’m also not above other Disney shows.

And I might have Tivo’d all the Tinkerbell movies when they were on TV. And the Hannah Montana Movie.

Also, someone listening to my cds might find some Hannah Montana music. That would be because I really actually want to learn the Hoedown Throwdown dance from the movie. Yep. I just said that.

The truth is out. I am twelve on the inside. And I’m not ashamed.

Haters gonna hate. The rest of us know that Disney makes some addictive shows.

And that boys have cooties.


12 thoughts on “I Am A Twelve Year Old Girl.”

  1. I love Wizards of Waverly Place too! I’ve started recording them on our DVR to go back and see episodes I haven’t seen yet. 🙂 I’m glad to know I’m not alone!

  2. Yet another reason why you’re such a great Nanny! I could not watch any of the Disney shows if you paid me. Something’s going to have to give though, or else my kids will grow up watching “Pride & Prejudice” and “Jane Eyre”— and I’m pretty sure that’s not a good idea.
    Good thing Davey still watches Saturday morning cartoons. Maybe he’ll be in charge of children’s TV programming in our house.

  3. Jamie learned that dance when the movie came out! She was obsessed, so if you want y’all could get together and throw down! 🙂 haha

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