As we put the kids to bed on Wednesday evening, we lingered in the door of DD#1’s bedroom.  She told us to go away.  Hubby said we were just staring at a 13 year-old, because we’d never had one of our own.  Like in a zoo, yaknow?

Yup, she is now 13 and we are now parents of a teen.  Which is about the point that I find a nautical radio and call the Coast Guard for an S.O.S. – right?