My beautiful girl turned 18. Officially an adult. I have officially kept a human alive from birth to adulthood, and she’s awesome. Her and I were lamenting about the anticlimactic nature of 18. We came up with the fact that she has now earned the legal right to vape, buy cigs, and get a tattoo. I have now earned the legal right to kick her out of the house for any of the above.
Ahhhh, to be 18 again. She can tell you a million and one things wrong with these pictures. Little does she know she will spend the rest of her life wishing she could look like this again. I wish every day I still had bangs the size of South Dakota and pin tucked jeans. No I don’t.
It’s hard enough for us to eat dinner together a couple nights a week, so celebrating a birthday is tricky. On the actual day she had pom practice. Sof and I picked up Tropical Smoothie for everyone and brought it to the end of practice.
It was a huge hit and I’m so glad we did it!
Some of her besties came over to the house with cupcakes to celebrate!
We didn’t really have a family celebration. There weren’t any gifts really, she got a computer that she shopped for, and there was no special dessert. Still, we couldn’t let go of the yearly tradition of candles with Emmy. We squeezed it in on a Sunday night because sometimes you just have make it happen.
Emily got her an elephant charm for her Pandora bracelet. She loves it!
It’s a big deal that I actually had birthday candles. Reused ones albeit, but definitely a big step up from the tealight candles I usually have to scrounge up for their bdays!
Happy Birthday Adrienne! It’s a privilege to have raised you to this point, and an even bigger privilege to see what you will do with that now. The sky’s the limit. Love you baby.