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?