Annabelle turned 13 today. For the last several weeks I teased my first born, asking if she was planning to turn on me the day she became a teenager. “Eh, maybe,” she replied last week, tossing off one of those looks I used to give my own mother several times a day, long before Resting […]
I’ve never considered 11 to be much of a birthday. Shoved between 10 (a whole decade!) and 12 (last year before you’re a teen!) it’s always been an inauspicious no man’s land for me. Of course, there’s no such thing as a small birthday in our house (I blame myself — okay, and my mom) […]
Annabelle turned 7 today — for real. For her, it was just another day, after a month of parties, presents and cake. (I’m sure we’re ruining her; what will we do for her bat mitzvah? Her wedding?) But wait. She DID have a little twinkle all day, which can’t just be from the trip to Legoland […]
