10

Today she turns ten.  TEN YEARS OLD, people! Elle is now in the double-digits and while she is rejoicing at her biological jolt into pre-pubescent maturity at mach speed 5, I’ll be in the corner of my cluttered closet sobbing into her baby clothes wondering how this could have possibly happened.

I’m not naive, probably just stunned. I’ve been watching this kid pretty closely and taking pictures of every major and minor event (and any other event that is just barely interesting enough to captivate the general public). And so, while I may be in denial about this whole nonsense, I will acknowledge that there are some signs I’ve noticed recently that point to her actually growing up:

  • She still lets me kiss her in front of her friends at school, but only if it is just on the top of her head.
  • I had the sex talk with her last week because she heard some rumor about speculums.  I’m still recovering.
  • This child eats like there’s no tomorrow!
  • She does algebra.
  • Seriously, did you just read that? ALGEBRA!! For chrissakes…
  • She washes her hands after using the restroom 98% of the time. 98% of adults I know don’t even do that.
  • It was inevitable.

I met Elle and some of her friends for lunch at school today and brought her her favorite: McDonald’s chicken nuggets with a Coke/Sprite mix.  To be all celebratory and stuff, I thought the girls would enjoy an opportunity to have some special birthday mini-cupcakes topped with all different kinds of delectably delicious sugar-laden frostings. 

Suuuuuugar!!!!

AFTERNOON TEACHERS: Please feel free to blame me for their hyperactivity. I will suffer the consequences on Friday night when Elle has three of them over to spend the night and they’re all jacked up on rubber ducky zombie cupcakes and about 5 pounds of candy corn…EACH! Well, let’s not talk about this anymore. I’m exhausted just thinking about it.

(Elle ~ I hope your 10th birthday is everything you could have wished for and more – I love you.)

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About Dena

I'm a suburban Clevelander by way of Oklahoma City, by way of North Florida, by way of Southern Maryland, by way of Upper Michigan, by way of Northern Italy, by way of Lower Michigan, by way of Texas. Because of living in so many places, I have something in common with almost everyone I meet. I love reading, writing, and American history (especially reading or writing about American history). I'm interested in culture of place, historical trauma, and writing about the kinds of histories most people don't know about.
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3 Responses to 10

  1. Matt says:

    Can that girl not keep her tongue in her mouth? Sheesh! I like the shirt, very birthday/business like of her.

    Congrats to you both on making it this far! You two are pretty dang cool people and I’m happy to know ya!

    Matt

  2. Debby Washburn says:

    how sweet! Kids really can make life special and you are blessed to know that! I can not beleive it’s been 10 years! I remember the baby shower when we had so much fun with you and your mom! She is a beautiful young lady.

    Love you Ella! Aunt Debby

  3. Doug says:

    You are truly a special Mom with glorious daughter in tow.
    I didn’t realize that you kids had birthdays so close together until today… = Fantatastic!
    (btw Ella. Keeping sticking that tongue out. Hilarious!)

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