...but I'm just going to ignore it and roll over.
"Happy Birthday Sunshine"
Disclaimer: this shot was taken yesterday morning. Today? Not so nice. Cloudy and rainy. Today is also
Thing #3's birthday. The weather conditions speak volumes. She IS fifteen afterall.
I'm pretty sure my youngest longs to live in a 1980's Molly Ringwald movie. The kid actually erased her birthday from my calendar just to see if I would remember. Within 4 minutes of waking up this morning and telling her "Happy Birthday Sunshine" (WITHOUT even looking at my calendar, mind you) she said "Damn, I was soooo hoping you didn't remember 'cause I already tweeted 'Can you believe my mom forgot my birthday? My life sucks." If the child birthing experience didn't kill me, her teen-age years surely will. Love that kid to pieces. However, I need to cut her some slack because she is severely handicapped...due to the fact she is exactly like MOI. Oh woe is me, she does enjoy inhabiting a bit of an angst-filled environment. There is just not room for the two of us in that town Buckaroo.
I'm sure my parental units would love to point out that ONE of their children use to like to read the children's encyclopedia. ONE of their children was a bit of a hypochondriac. ONE of their children was highly susceptible to suggestion. ONE of their children had a propensity to view the glass as half empty. As a result, ONE of their children read about "lock jaw" in a children's encyclopedia and suddenly found she could not close her mouth, panicked, and forced the babysitter to call the bowling alley to make her parents come home. In my defense...I was sure I was gonna die post haste, so take off those God awful bowling shoes and come home why don't ya!!! Never mind the fact I glossed over the important sentence that explained your mouth gets locked CLOSED. Which I'm sure my parental units would have greatly preferred to what they arrived home to find.
I need no one to point out that we are kindred spirits (that remark is pointedly directed at the Better Half). Which means that as much as she exasperates moi...I'm sure the feeling is mutual. And I'm going to take a leap of faith and believe as much as I love her...I'm sure that feeling is mutual too. But those little facts can remain a quiet understanding between the two of us. After all, if a mom can't give her teen-aged "Thing" something to tweet about...I just wouldn't be doing my job. Hmmm, wonder if she would prefer I have lock jaw too?????
Happy Birthday Thing #3...
--Kathy
linked to: Our World Tuesday, Inspiring Photography, Tuesdays Around the World, Sweet Shot Tuesday, 52 Weeks of Happiness,, Tones on Tuesday, MidWeek Blues
Thing #3's birthday. The weather conditions speak volumes. She IS fifteen afterall.
I'm pretty sure my youngest longs to live in a 1980's Molly Ringwald movie. The kid actually erased her birthday from my calendar just to see if I would remember. Within 4 minutes of waking up this morning and telling her "Happy Birthday Sunshine" (WITHOUT even looking at my calendar, mind you) she said "Damn, I was soooo hoping you didn't remember 'cause I already tweeted 'Can you believe my mom forgot my birthday? My life sucks." If the child birthing experience didn't kill me, her teen-age years surely will. Love that kid to pieces. However, I need to cut her some slack because she is severely handicapped...due to the fact she is exactly like MOI. Oh woe is me, she does enjoy inhabiting a bit of an angst-filled environment. There is just not room for the two of us in that town Buckaroo.
I'm sure my parental units would love to point out that ONE of their children use to like to read the children's encyclopedia. ONE of their children was a bit of a hypochondriac. ONE of their children was highly susceptible to suggestion. ONE of their children had a propensity to view the glass as half empty. As a result, ONE of their children read about "lock jaw" in a children's encyclopedia and suddenly found she could not close her mouth, panicked, and forced the babysitter to call the bowling alley to make her parents come home. In my defense...I was sure I was gonna die post haste, so take off those God awful bowling shoes and come home why don't ya!!! Never mind the fact I glossed over the important sentence that explained your mouth gets locked CLOSED. Which I'm sure my parental units would have greatly preferred to what they arrived home to find.
I need no one to point out that we are kindred spirits (that remark is pointedly directed at the Better Half). Which means that as much as she exasperates moi...I'm sure the feeling is mutual. And I'm going to take a leap of faith and believe as much as I love her...I'm sure that feeling is mutual too. But those little facts can remain a quiet understanding between the two of us. After all, if a mom can't give her teen-aged "Thing" something to tweet about...I just wouldn't be doing my job. Hmmm, wonder if she would prefer I have lock jaw too?????
Happy Birthday Thing #3...
--Kathy
linked to: Our World Tuesday, Inspiring Photography, Tuesdays Around the World, Sweet Shot Tuesday, 52 Weeks of Happiness,, Tones on Tuesday, MidWeek Blues
Teenage daughters NEVER want to admit their is any similarity between them and their mothers! (and, some of us older folks still don't like to) ;-)
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday to your daughter. The teen years scare me.
ReplyDeleteLong time no see... Love this image. Your work still amazing.
ReplyDeleteI have to admit that I'm not looking forward to that stage, Kathy. :)
ReplyDeleteOh, this made me laugh!
ReplyDeleteIt could very well be the Schnauzer is our doggies, that causes the jumping. My best friend breeds mini-schnauzers but she decided to get a Cocker from her sister that breeds Cocker Spaniels. So a granddaughter was visiting and she let the Cocker out to potty, but he wanted those Mini-Schnauzer's. My friend had 10 puppies one weekend. Both Mom's had 5 pups. I got the PICK of the litter! Even tho she is a mix she is very very Schnauzer. The only Cocker in her is her color. She has the black on her from her pure black Daddy. Have a fabulous day!
ReplyDeleteAhhh, I love this image Kathy, and I guess subconsciously I see a cross in the window frame, and hope, we WILL survive the teen-age years. Happiest of Birthday's to thing #3, still laughing that she tweeted you forgot her birthday - when she has one of her own, she will know how impossible it would be to forget! xo
ReplyDeleteA very Happy Birthday to her!!!! I love the image- sun shining through the leaves always makes me smile.
ReplyDeleteYour daughter is too funny. I don't think I ever pulled that one on my mom but she probably would have said "How can I forget that day after carrying you for 9 months and going through an excruciating labor I thought would never end". She would be just kidding , of course.
ReplyDeleteFunny story about the lock jaw! I always enjoy coming to your blog, Kathy. The teen years are FUN if you did it right when they are young. Sounds like you do. Love the photo, too!
ReplyDeleteThat was cute and funny! Oh my, I didn't think about as much as I talk about Christopher, one day the tables are going to be turned. Yikes!
ReplyDeleteWell Happy Birthday, Thing #3. Funny post, Kathy, you always have a great way of telling a story. And a might lovely picture today too.
ReplyDeleteA very happy birthday is wished for Thing #3 and many more glorious years of wonder ahead.
ReplyDeletelol...as a Mom of a daughter, I relate to this so much. I'm laughing with you, not at you! And I really laughed when you mentioned your daughter sent the tweet out in advance! And your lock jaw story is also so funny...you must've been a handful! (I was, too...self-confessed dramatic worry-wart here.) :D Belated birthday wishes to your daughter - I hope she had a good day!
ReplyDeleteLMAO...Oh my...the drama our children create! 15 is a horrible age of angst, and hormones, and whatever else you can conger up! Happy Birthday #3! It's a beautiful day! Great post Kathy.
ReplyDeleteOh the DRAMA!!!! lol I'm old enough I can't remember being 15 all that well. Maybe I just chose to block out those teenage years. And just wait! Someday she might have children of her own, and be thinking these same thoughts as well . . . Hope Thing #3 had a happy birthday! ;)
ReplyDeletenice Bokeh effect. I love it.
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