Can It Be?
Stephanie turned 18 years old today. She is now legally an adult, which I can't quite wrap my brain around yet. When one of our birthday's falls on a weekday we usually celebrate it on a weekend. This year Sam and I wanted to have a big party but Steph said that what she really would like to do was to take a bunch of her girlfriends and have tea at the Huntington Gardens. The setting is gorgeous with the little tea house in the center of the rose garden and they put on the full traditional English afternoon tea. So this Sunday we have afternoon reservations and she's very excited about it.
Tomorrow she plans to buy a lottery ticket, "Just because I can," she says . She also can't wait to register to vote and donate blood. You can donate when you're 16 with parental permission but as of today she doesn't need me to give her permission to do stuff anymore.
But I couldn't let 18 go by without making today special somehow and when I asked Stephanie what she'd like to do she said she would like to go out for lunch. So she, Adam and I had lunch at Wood Ranch BBQ. Several of her friends called and her best buddie, Michelle, came by with a really sweet surprise a big picture montage of the two of them together through the years.
I had something else up my sleeve as well since she insisted on skating as usual, which knowing my daughter really didn't come as a shock. What she didn't know was that the regulars who skate at Pickwick on Tuesday evenings know her pretty well to and had a little surprise planned for her. We pulled it off ! She was definately surprised and really touched.
Some of the people who skate that evening session are former competive skaters who are now adults with families and thriving careers but they still skate to stay in shape and because, quite frankly, they love it. These adult skaters have watched her grow up on the ice since Steph began skating that session about 8 years ago so they all feel like she's 'theirs'. They've watched her grow and mature and develop into a great young woman. The younger skaters look up to her and follow her around, she calls them her little ducks. They are her second family in many ways.
In case you can't already tell, we all love her dearly and are very pround of our newly minted adult.
Tomorrow she plans to buy a lottery ticket, "Just because I can," she says . She also can't wait to register to vote and donate blood. You can donate when you're 16 with parental permission but as of today she doesn't need me to give her permission to do stuff anymore.
But I couldn't let 18 go by without making today special somehow and when I asked Stephanie what she'd like to do she said she would like to go out for lunch. So she, Adam and I had lunch at Wood Ranch BBQ. Several of her friends called and her best buddie, Michelle, came by with a really sweet surprise a big picture montage of the two of them together through the years.
I had something else up my sleeve as well since she insisted on skating as usual, which knowing my daughter really didn't come as a shock. What she didn't know was that the regulars who skate at Pickwick on Tuesday evenings know her pretty well to and had a little surprise planned for her. We pulled it off ! She was definately surprised and really touched.
Some of the people who skate that evening session are former competive skaters who are now adults with families and thriving careers but they still skate to stay in shape and because, quite frankly, they love it. These adult skaters have watched her grow up on the ice since Steph began skating that session about 8 years ago so they all feel like she's 'theirs'. They've watched her grow and mature and develop into a great young woman. The younger skaters look up to her and follow her around, she calls them her little ducks. They are her second family in many ways.
In case you can't already tell, we all love her dearly and are very pround of our newly minted adult.
1 Comments:
I am such a dope, I willcall Steph and say happy b-day from your doppy aunt.
By Ann and Shawn, at 6:02 PM
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