Showing posts with label teenagers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teenagers. Show all posts

Friday, June 8, 2012

Am I really old enough to have a kid driving?

Wasn't it just the other day that I brought her home from the hospital? How is it possible that almost 16 years have gone by in the blink of an eye?

As all of the transitions my child has made over the years, this one has been harder for me than it has been for her. She matures and then it hits me like a ton of bricks. I can say for certain that I have learned as much from my daughters as they have learned from me.

The first week of official drivers education has gone by fairly well. Only 2 "discussions", a few tears, and one angry honker. That's a pretty good record, if I do say so myself.

Probably the biggest adjustment I have had to make this week is giving up control of the wheel. I'm the driver. Always have been. I'm not a very good passenger. Ask my husband. Well, don't. Just take my word.

I'm not ready for this. But here it is whether I want it or not. Keep us in your thoughts. Send positive vibes. I need them.

K

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Justin Bieber

Dear 13 year old self -



It's 2010 and I'm 41 years old. Yea, I know it's hard to think of me THAT old, right? Especially when your mom is roughly that age now and BOY is she Ooooold!



There's a teen singer named Justin Bieber that my daughters are listening to; one is a teenager and one is a tween. One will admit that she likes him...but not too much (yeah, right!) and the other one won't admit to anything. I admit that I took my daughter's latest JB CD with me to work today and totally blasted the radio. I have no shame - I let it play loud and proud.



This I know for sure...that if he was around at your age, I would have torn his picture out of the Teen Beat or Tiger Beat and taped him to my wall. That is, if my mom bought me the magazine. My girls don't ask for those magazines with the teen idols in them - not sure if it's because they don't know the magazines exist or they really don't care about them.



I keep telling my husband (you would like him) that JB is my new boyfriend - and he just shakes his head... He thinks I'm crazy or he feels sorry for me...not sure which. Yes, I know he is only 16 years old. I don't like him in that creepy way! So, don't think any less of me please. I like his music and think he seems like a nice boy based on some interviews I have seen recently.





you smile, i smile...

kathy