Until Further Notice

Just so you know, Steph has requested that I stop blogging about her. Well, the potentially embarrassing stuff, anyhow. Which is a major bummer, because I was kind of counting on the trials and tribulations of her advance to middle school next fall to provide me with a sizable chunk of content for this blog. Mais non. So, unless you hear otherwise, assume that she likes some boy who does/doesn't like her back, that she does/doesn't like some boy who likes her, that I won't let her do whatever everyone else is doing, that puberty is just as painful for me to observe from close range as it was to experience first-hand, and, mainly, that I just don't "get it." In the meantime, here's hoping Pete and Julie can keep the "Kids Say and Do the Darnedest Things" boat afloat for a while longer.

Comments

[Di]

When I had my daughter relatively late in life (31) the thought occurred to me that she would be going through puberty as I was going through menopause.

After my vomit blog hit the local newspaper, my daughter declared that I was ruining her life and that I should stop blogging about her.

My blog today is about her and her best friend. She approves of this one. But there's no mention of vomit.

[Karen]

31 is LATE in life? Sheesh. I had Steph when I was 34.5, Pete when I was 37, and Julie when I was 39.5.

[Elena]

Yeah, I didn't think having kids at 31 was late in life either! Our kids were born when I was 32 and 34. I considered that young because my parents were in their 40's when they had me.