I'm in complete denial.
It's one thing to realize I'm actually old enough to have a teenager. That brings it's own set of issues with it, but that's not what this is about. It's about the frightening realization that I need to have the parenting skills to handle a teenage boy! I grew up with an older brother and watched the relationship between my parents and brother during those years. I also dated hubby and remember what he was like as a teenager. Needless to say, I'm a bit freaked out.
To celebrate this milestone of officially becoming a teenager, and all that comes with it, it was a several day celebration. Last Friday night we had a few of his friends over for a video game fest with pizza and cake. How fun to see these guys hanging out playing Xbox. The pinacle of the evening was at the end when they broke out Rock Band and started singing terribly off-key with the windows open for all the neighborhood to "enjoy".
Okay the cake. Let me explain. Thing 1 and his friends play this computer game called Portal 2. It's the current "thing". In the game you have this machine that shoots portals into locations. One portal (the blue one) is the "in", and the second portan (the orange one) is the "out" where you can use these portals to navigate around the game. There is also this chocolate cake that has little mounds of whip creme with cherries on top. The cake shows the chocolate cake from the game going 1/2 way into one portal and 1/2 way out another. It looks pretty rediculous unless you understand the game...which I don't. But I managed to pull off the cake!
On Saturday Hubby, Thing 1, his best friend and his dad, all went to a shooting range. If you know me, you know how hard this was for me to let him go. I paced in the house nervously until they came home...in one piece...with bullet holes only in the targets. The family came over for BBQ that evening and enjoyed more of the funky cake.
It was a great weekend. Bring on the teen years!!! I'm ready!! Okay, not really.
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