I'm getting old.
Margaret turns 12 in a few days. She has about a dozen friends over, boys and girls, and loud music. Pizza. Candy. The tray of fruit and vegetables is notable for its continuing pristine condition. There's also cake for later. And a Mr. Bean video. Excuse me, someone just turned the music up really loud.
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That's a fun age. They don't start seriously ignoring the parental units for a few years yet if my kids were any indication.
My oldest is excited because at 25 she's finally old enough to rent a car with no problems. Apparently that's the last hurdle in the road to adulthood.
We're roughly halfway between kid birthdays here, but we're about to go to one of her best friends' birthday parties. Always a treat, because it happens right around Halloween, and the family is really into it. The extended family usually picks a theme for their costumes: The Wizard of Oz, the Addams Family, etc. Bounce house for the kids. Tequila for the adults. Haunted house for all.
Life is good.
One of my 3rd year undergradautes said today he mus be getting old. My 3rd years have been Artist-in-Residence at a local grade school, and he says he's getting old because the mothers of some of the kids are looknig good to him!
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