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Is This Really Happening To Me?

Today was the day that McDiva became a teenager.


No, no, it's fine. Really.


Yesterday, she was twelve. It was totally different. Or, was it? We went with McDiva's best buddy from down the street to Japantown, for a marvelous immersion in cuteness, noodles, don buri, manga, manga, manga, and even a bit of taiko drumming. Best buddy found the most awesome hat/backpack/scarf/mittens-with-claws combo item in the world, so she was over the moon. Then off to best buddy's house for chocotinis (for the adults) and great nosh. Eye rolling was minimal, with only one suggestion that daddy is a complete idiot for not knowing ____________ (some minor Japanese pop culture detail, I guess).

Today was a perfect day. Grandpa (my dad) was here to fetch the bagels and lox, as requested. Then she came to cuddle a bit and tell me that I am a good writer. (Hmmmm. What does she want from me?) She allowed us to take her to a Disney movie (Bolt, we're behind on the movie-going), and her fellow new teen (son of old friends who got pregnant at the same time, the kids are 5 days apart) and his dad joined us for the outing. 3-D! Who knew? Then Nana (my mom) came in on the train and we stampeded off for sushi, also by request, with one of the gals who assisted at her birth (now a downstairs neighbor) and her partner. Parentals were cordial and pleasant (even to each other). Everybody got totally stuffed. Then we stampeded back to the house for presents (an orgy of wonderfulness I can't even describe) and the incredible Bête Noir flourless chocolate cake, as requested. Then an episode of last season's Pushing Daisies, as requested, before bed. Tomorrow is the first day back at school after the break, but we ended it with a bang. Bonus, I managed to escape death by eye-daggers for one more day.

Wish me luck.



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Jan. 5th, 2009 09:02 am (UTC)
Enjoy it while you can. Only a few more years before the whole teen tude settles in, and it'll be nothing but a couple of years of angst, ickyness, and "You just don't understand!" Not that that lasts forever :P
Jan. 6th, 2009 01:51 am (UTC)
How come I don't feel any better?

Actually, since she was 6 years of age, it's been all up hill (in the good way). Even as a babe, she was always a bit of a teen.

Love the Clueless icon.
Jan. 6th, 2009 02:05 am (UTC)
Well, maybe since she's been mature, it'll be easier. Is she an only child? If so, that definitely gives her major brownie points in the maturity column (I was an only child, once upon a time).

And thanks :D I snagged it from...somewhere, lol.
Jan. 8th, 2009 06:03 am (UTC)
McDiva is a second round kid. She has older siblings (on MiAmor's side), but they are more like aunts/uncles, than all-in-a-pile siblings. They've all lived with us at one point or another in her life, but it's not the same when there's a 12-17 year age gap. I don't know if it makes any difference with maturity, though. She was a determined kid from day one, and never really deviated from that. The family joke was that you could tell she was coming down sick if she was the least bit compliant. So I've had a little practice. But, so has she...game on!
Jan. 5th, 2009 09:08 am (UTC)
Good luck. The teenage years can be tough, but at least they got off to a good start.
Jan. 6th, 2009 01:52 am (UTC)
You've been there, as have I (by marriage), and I have hope that it'll be manageable. I'll check in again on this subject in a few years...
Jan. 6th, 2009 12:21 am (UTC)
Aw, congratulations! It's a new era, or so I'm told. (I always make a big deal of checking Miss Z. for horns and scales on the morning of her birthday and then feign relief, telling her that I'd heard that _____-year-olds are monstrous creatures and I wasn't sure what to expect. I'm betting that I don't have too many more years left in that particular ritual.)

Sounds like a perfect birthday and a great way to say good-bye to the tweens. I can't imagine that there's a more effective vaccine against death by eye-daggers than flourless chocolate cake. Someone should develop a patch delivery system for that. ;)

Edited at 2009-01-06 12:21 am (UTC)
Jan. 6th, 2009 02:00 am (UTC)
I love your ritual. You should keep it up, even if you think she's too old. I have a friend whose mother sang her a particular special Spanish birthday song (Las Mañanitas) every birthday morning, until the year she was deemed too old (25, maybe?). My friend cried all morning when her birthday phone call was just a plain old "Happy Birthday!" You'll just have to dodge the eye-daggers for a few years is all, but that's better than a sobbing child whose simple pleasure has been crushed on the wheel of life. *sob* It's tearing me up, even now.

Hmmmmm. Can you catch hormones?
Jan. 7th, 2009 03:19 pm (UTC)
Awww, good luck!
Jan. 8th, 2009 06:14 am (UTC)
Thanks for the moral support! At least McDiva isn't a Slayer...
Jan. 18th, 2009 06:56 pm (UTC)
Everything but Zero Mostel singing "Sunrise, Sunset"
I was over at Wiley Carter's house and I saw an episode of Pushing Daisies for the first time--the one with the Norse CSI experts. Why isn't Orlando Jones more famous? Having seen Kristen Chenoweth on stage, I was shocked to see how itty-bitty she is in real life...
Anyway, happy birthday McDiva. And look out for those eye-daggers. Teenagers practically raise themselves these days, that's what I hear. Just get them an AOL account and they work on these ASCII graphics all the livelong day...when they're not playing Pong or Space Invaders, that is!
Jan. 18th, 2009 07:55 pm (UTC)
Re: Everything but Zero Mostel singing "Sunrise, Sunset"
Welcome to LJ. Come in! Come in! Beverage? No, not the kool-aid, that's for later. Mwahahahahah!

Yeah, those Norwegian sleuths were pretty riveting, eh? Could've been their jumpsuits. Isn't Pushing Daisies so very candy-colored and delicious? Plus: snappy patter, so I'm all in.

Yeah, seeing McDiva and Rigo together in all their teen-ness was a bit of a Sunrise/Sunset deal. I still remember propping them up against each other on the couch and rushing to get a photo before their little boneless bodies slumped out of the frame. Now it's skateboard tricks and acrobatic handsprings. Sigh. Plus, Grandpa came bearing a brand-new iBook for McDiva, so she's been a bit scarce since, which is different. However, it takes a village and all, so I'm sure Uncle Regis will keep her clear on her responsibilities to stay abreast of the latest in pop culture weirdness, and not to forget her history of same.

Say howdy to J for me! ¡Besos!
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