I just reread a blog from June in which I explained that my oldest daughter is an introvert and how I promised I would not nag her to be more social this summer.

Looking at my daughter today, I can’t believe she’s the same child I described just three months ago.

She spent July hanging with her friends at the pool and often leaving early with one friend or another to head to their houses. For the first two-weeks’ of August, I barely saw her at all. She was off all day with her friends at the beach, at theater camp every evening and then out with friends until 9 every night. Now that camp is over, there’s been a bit of a breather — but she’s not as content to lounge around the house reading, playing DS or hanging out with us as she was last spring. The other day, she called up a new friend and had me drop her off at the friend’s house. Where in the past she was indecisive and often teary when it came to going with friends, this time she hopped out of the car without so much as a wave good bye.

I don’t know what came over my 11-year-old this summer, but something sure did. I certainly don’t need to nag her to be social any more. Now I have to nag her to come home and spend time with us.