No, not hers, but she attended a friend's Sweet 16 party last night. Her birthday was about three weeks ago, although since we just got her the car over the weekend, it seems more like she actually had a 16th birthday now. On her actual birthday, there really wasn't much. There was some money, and lunch and shopping with my mom, per tradition. A homemade cake, and dinner at a restaurant. There was no party though. Am I a horrible mom for not throwing her a Sweet 16 party, or are our expectations just so overblown by stupid crap like My Super Sweet Sixteen (which should be illegal, in my opinion, it's so disgusting). It's not like she asked for a big party, or any party at all for that matter. I'm just feeling a bit guilty that there was no party. I mean, 16 is a big deal, right?
It's over now, and she did get a car that she's quite happy with, so I guess I should just let it go. Why is guilt such a big part of being a mom? You always wonder if you're not doing enough, or if you're doing too much. Am I doing it right, or am I getting it totally wrong? What is she really doing when she's "out with her friends?" I mean, you hope they're making good choices, but you never really know for sure. Everything seems fine...at this point, my 16 year-old and I are getting along wonderfully. I really enjoy her most of the time. So why is there always this nagging feeling? Am I the only one that drives myself crazy thinking of the ifs and the buts and the whats?
Oh, and I still say that 13 year-olds should be locked away from the rest of society. We should put them all together by themselves and just let them
snot fight it out. The attitude...oh Lord, the attitude. This too shall pass, right? Right??
Here's Danni dressed up to go to her friend's party last night. I may be a tiny bit biased, but I think she looked beautiful.