A teenager- Almost

 13 years old.

The years have flown by.

I remember this day so clearly, thirteen years ago.

I remember the fear, excitement, and eagerness I had to hold my first child.

Things aren't ever perfect; we all have our days. 

Meagan is a good kid who loves and cares about people, passionately.

She cares about right and wrong, and about her fellow people.

She has matured and grown this year.

She has learned about politics.

Not really in the way that any of us wanted her to learn, but she has.

Her grades are good.

She is a wonderful friend, sister, and daughter.

I am enjoying today, her last day of being twelve.

Winter Break

We had a great Winter Break.

Or, at least we had a great time in Punta Cana.

The resort was beautiful, as were the beaches.

The waves weren't as calm as Turks and Caicos, but the kids are older and loved to play in them.

The resort was very large, but we didn't struggle to negotiate it.

The kids got lots of grandma and papa time, which they loved.

All of them loved it.

On the plane ride home, Matthew had a seizure.

It was pretty scary.

He has since had an EEG, which seems to be okay.

We go to the neurologist on Friday.

It is the same one we saw years ago for Natalie.

I kind of hoped I would never see him again, to be honest.

I like the guy, but you know, no thanks.

Hoping it isn't anything, that it was a fluke.

I got a horrendous cold on the plane ride home.

In retrospect, I think it may have been a light case of the flu.

I felt pretty awful.

We are back to the real world now.

Natalie is doing middle school visits next week.

Whoa.

Meagan will officially be a teenager at the end of the month.

Actually, she has been acting that way since she was seven, but now it is official.

Matthew is his normal crazy self.

Time is flying like usual.