Monday, June 8, 2009

But She Was Just in Kindergarten...I Swear!

I am just not ready for this. Seriously, I am not ready to have a high school student. That brings entirely too much drama and angst into life, and the whole boy thing is another monkey wrench with which I am not at all prepared to cope. But tomorrow night is Jr. High Promotion Ceremony, so ready or not, here we go...

Tweenie is no longer in-between: she is a teenager. And there's a boy. Yes, a boy. Granted, he's a nice boy who is in the school band (a good thing) and has a great mom. We've gotten as far as becoming friends on Facebook with the boy and his mom, and his mom is even in my mafia on Mafia Wars (my guilty pleasure!) There's only been some handholding and the occasional peck to date, acording to my sources, which are reliable. ("God, Mom, how do you know all that?" "I know everything. I'll tell you how when you're a mom...") But we all remember what happens after that...

So, tomorrow she puts on her cute dress and red pumps higher than momma has ever been able to manage, and promotes to high school. Unlike her momma, Tweenie has a great fashion sense, loves the mani/peti and is a full-on girly girl. (Thank God, because I certainly don't know how to teach any of that. I did teach her how to shoot hoops, whittle and use tools...does that count???)
And in the fall, she'll be be a freshman. In Honors classes, in plays and on the volleyball team. Maybe there will still be the boy, or maybe there will be a different boy because she is a beauty. In four short years, my little girl may be off to college and on to her very own life. And that, my friends, I am not prepared for in the least. I miss my little girl already!