Yesterday was my daughter’s birthday – sixteen years old! That is so difficult to comprehend. She is turning into such a beautiful, wonderful, funny young adult and I’m very proud of her, but I still see her as a little girl running around with a sticky face and pigtails. I guess all parents have a hard time accepting that their kids are growing up, but since she is the youngest it’s easy to keep her in the “baby” role in my head.
We had a busy weekend and yesterday was a regular school/work day for us, plus the girl has after-school activities so we celebrated her birthday on Sunday evening with the traditional family Birthday Dinner (sushi this year!). I get the feeling she thinks her birthday was swept under the rug a bit, but it’s a challenge to find celebration time because for some reason, there has always been a Girl Scout function the weekend of her birthday and the following weekend is of course Memorial Day weekend. She either has to celebrate early or late, or like this year – in pieces. We had the family night, she’ll do something with friends soon.
My only daughter, and I love her to pieces! Happy birthday, baby girl.