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Evelyn, 4 days before her birthday: “Only 4 days left of being a kid!”
Nice try, but 13 is still a kid.
Me: “Let me see the picture.” Me: “Kissy lips? KISSY LIPS??” Evelyn, exasperated: “That’s how you take a selfie!”
Alex: “Are dragons real?” Sara: “What do you think?” Alex: “I don’t know.” Me: “Well, I think people saw dinosaur bones and imagined dragons.” Alex: “Well I’m thinking of REAL dragons, not maaaagical dragons!”
Alex: “What did that sign say?” Sara: “Deaf.” Alex: “What does deaf mean?” Sara: “Can’t hear.” Alex: “What does deaf mean!?” Sara: “Can’t hear.” Alex: “What does deaf mean?!!!!!” Sara: “Can’t hear. Alex: “WHAT DOES DEAF MEAN?!?!” Sara: “Evie, can you tell him what it means?” Evelyn: “It means you can’t hear.” Alex: “OHHHHH!”
As a person who was thirteen once, surely, I have advice to give: Don’t invite strangers when you’re alone. Always carry a quarter so you can call home. Be home by dark if you must roam. Use proper etiquette when answering the house phone.
Alas, as a once-thirteen-years-old (It’s been a bit since ’93) The world’s moved on, it’s not the same So my advice is rusty.
I must therefore learn what it is to be thirteen today by watching you, my daughter dear. After careful observation I have to say, A certain view appears:
To be thirteen is Hunger Games discussions ‘round the clock, And using Zoom in closets so your friends and you can talk, And making plans and hopes and dreams and D&D campaigns, And helping little brothers with cooking, books, and games, And singing songs, even after we’ve asked you to stop (twice), And being a responsible PTA mom, always ready with advice, And ears that reject earrings, unless you wear them back to front. All these things and more, in fact I’ll just be blunt: Pretty and strong, successful and kind, good at everything you do, A singer, dancer, book-worm, and perfectioniser too.
And now at last there comes the day, Your count is down to zero. You’re finally a teenager – hooray! Love, your big old daddy-weirdo.