My Baby Turns 14

My daughter recently had her 14th birthday which was a lot fun. Another sign of her growing up.

In the past we’ve done big parties or gone on adventures – last year we took several of her friends to the Griffith Observatory and it was great. This year, she wanted just a few of her friends to come over and “hang out.” She invited three girls and two boys.

It dawned on me as I was looking at all the kids that this year marked a change in all the parties she would have from now on. We didn’t have any activities or games planned, didn’t serve pizza, didn’t give out party favors, and she wanted to make her own cake. I found myself thinking that I actually missed the Chuck-E-Cheese, bowling, and Skateland parties. I missed the many opportunities to take a million pictures of her sweet, metal-filled smile.  When I tried to take a few pictures of her at this year’s birthday, I got her to agree only because I prefaced the request with, “Come on, let me be a mom for 20 seconds.” She thankfully took pity on me.

They hung out, laughed, and one girl texted her boyfriend the whole time – boyfriend?? We’ll save that for another post.

I really enjoyed having her friends over and laughing with all of them. (I should mention that her dad was there too with his wife, who I just love.) We’ll see what 15 brings…