a lot of the time i feel like i'm still an adolescent just playing grown-up. and i still have lots of immature behavior that supports this: licking icing off a cake plate, laughing at fart jokes, jumping up and down and clapping my hands when i'm excited about something, sneaking a cigarette off the back porch when i've had a few drinks. stuff like that.
every once and a while something happens that makes me feel like a grown-up. arbitrary stuff, like making hotel reservations or sending a sympathy card or taking my daughter to the orthodontist or having her turn TEN.
it feels big.
like decade big.
she's such a grown-up.
for her birthday, she asked us for a tempurpedic pillow, earrings, art supplies and a new fish tank. no toys in there. and she wanted to celebrate by having a date with her dad at her favorite vegetarian restaurant.
crazy big grown-up stuff.
enough sap. happy 10, sweet jane.
xoxo










