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I am a mother of a tween

Today my first born is 11-years-old. Geez, how did I get to be a mother of a tween? It may be cliché but, seriously?

Alex at 11

It’s good to be eleven!

Her birthday cake of choice: Angel Food Cake (high altitude recipe here)

Ever try to bake an Angel Food Cake from scratch? It is a high maintenance cake. And hell if you don’t whip the meringue into submission you’ll end up with a flat, dense cake. Try number one was a bit dense but tasty.

I turned to YouTube for tips because I was going to figure this out! Why can’t I bake a “simple” Angel Food Cake? I had to dig out my stand mixer that I hadn’t used in so long it had a thick layer of dust had formed. Try number two was perfect! I was doing my happy dance in the kitchen. And then…disaster. I had a little cake-fall-out-of-the-pan mishap.

Try number three? Two words: King Soopers. I fought the cake and the cake won.

angel food cake

We added a little glaze to the store bought cake…yum

Eleven is a big deal. It’s the end of elementary school. Next year is middle school, which I hear is scary, for her and me. She is becoming a young lady. There are so many things I want her to remember. Like, when things get tough: this is only a moment. It won’ last forever. Or, the interests and hobbies you have today will be different next week, next year, 5 years from now. It’s okay to explore everything that interests you.

It is things like that that prompted my gift to her.

things to know at eleven

Eleven things you need to know at eleven

Eleven Things to Know at Eleven Book:
(I saw a similar list somewhere in the blogosphere. I wish I could credit her with this idea. )

  1. I love YOU
  2. I am your biggest fan
  3. Keep your panties on at all times
  4. Don’t do drugs, alcohol or cigarettes
  5. Be you…everyone else is already taken
  6. As your parent I will say no, so that you can say yes to wonderful things
  7. Don’t be afraid to be smart
  8. Learn to bake (especially Angel Food Cake)
  9. Friendship and popularity are not the same thing
  10. Love your sister
  11. Never stop having fun
  12. And one to grow on…When in doubt, pray!
eleven things to know at eleven

#7 Don’t be afraid to be smart

With each “thing to know” I added my own journaling, or pearls of motherly wisdom, for Alexandra. This is totally a book she will keep forever in her hoard.

book for your eleven year old girl

#9 Friendship and popularity are not the same thing

She is constantly leaving me little “love notes” on my iPhone or iPad’s Notepad app. I hope she doesn’t stop doing that.

everything you need to know at 11

#1 I love YOU

She is such a great kid with a big future ahead of her. I love seeing the lady she is becoming.

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December Daily | Twenty-six, Cookie Party

cookie party

7 little girls. 50 cookies. 8 tubs of icing.

cookie party

Lots and lots of sprinkles.

cookie party

Lots of creativity.

cookie party

More is always better.

cookie party

The girls made candy too, because cookies aren’t enough of a sugar rush.

cookie party

More than a little taste testing.

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The weekend is always better with cake!

It’s a long 4-day weekend for the girls with no school on Friday and Monday. And it started with a bang!

Alex had major girl drama with her BFF. They are only 10 & 11; how much drama could there be? Hurtful words were exchanged, feelings were hurt, cell phones were taken.

Then, at parent-teacher conference I found out that this girl-drama is going on at school too. More than I knew. Nope, my little angel isn’t perfect. Now what do I do? I do know this: Being pre-teen is hard. These girls are learning how to navigate friendships and social groupings. I can’t fix it. I can only be there to listen. Guide her. And, hopefully the teacher will have that talk with them and get them straightened out. (Just kidding, mostly.)

The sad news that Jessica Ridgeway’s body was positively identified came late Friday. We all knew it and cried still. Cried for her family. Cried for the sweet girl whose life was taken too soon. Cried for our children in the neighborhood. This is too close to home and everyone has a tight rein on their kids.

Parker had her 6th birthday party at Hyland Hills Gymnastics. The kids had a blast and at only $8 a kid, I was one happy mama.

She wanted a luau too, so we ordered a beach-theme cupcake cake. Note the icing on the candle? Yeah, it broke. It was Alex’s quick thinking to “glue” it back together with icing. Smart kid!

Parker swinging off the swing into the foam pit. I wish I had a picture of hubby doing a flip off the beam into the pit! If we haven’t been married for 17 years I would have been like, “Hey, baby! Wanna go out tonight?” Instead, I held my breath in hopes that the ER wasn’t the next stop.

Blowing out the candles on her actual birthday.

Her choice for dinner: hot wings. Yummy!

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Oh, why is she in a hurry to grow up?

Ten years ago I almost gave birth in the hospital parking lot. Flashback to a few hours earlier that morning: I wasn’t even sure if I was in labor. I had to crack open my copy of “What to expect when you’re expecting” to check my symptoms. And check it again. Thankfully I made it into the hospital in time to start pushing before my doctor bothered to check in on me.

Back then I thought that a book would hold all the answers to raising this child. I threw the books out a long time ago when I realized that wasn’t the case. We are learning this together as we go along.

She couldn’t wait to be born into this world. I say that she has been impatient since the day she was born. In a hurry to be born and in a hurry to grow up. To me, she looks like she grew from 5 to 10 overnight!

Checkerboard Cake

She decorated her own cake. She also had a sleepover with 5 other girls. Of course, there was girl drama. There always is. Three of the girls made my little girl cry. The specifics don’t matter. The fact is, they were saying mean words.

Whoever said, “Sticks and stones my break my bones but words will never hurt me.” was never a girl.

I had to lay down the rules. “Girls, you need to remember we are a guest in our home. It is her birthday, so whatever mean things have been said, you better get up, and get in there and make it right. Now.” Yeah, I am pretty sure they don’t care for me much. But they did get up and move quickly and smooth it all out.

I am convinced of this: part of the reason girls think it is okay to show their “mean girl” side is because parents allow it. How many times have I witnessed this behavior in friends’ homes and they did nothing? Or, worse, they said something like, “work it out”. What does that even mean? How would an 8, 9 or 10-year-old know how to “work it out” if you, the parent, don’t show them? Or, if you appear to tolerate the behavior or don’t care that it is going on? They will think it is okay.

I don’t tolerate it in my home. If they had made another girl cry, which has happened on more than one occasion, I have handled it the same way. By letting them know that it is unacceptable.

I haven’t read a book on this subject either. We are figuring it out as I go along.

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A Halloween Birthday Party

My little Park E. Bear is turning 5 years old this week. Hard to believe…isn’t it always? She is such a funny little character. She is a sponge which means she absorbs every little “bad” word I say, then repeats it. She is a kissy bear too; always giving me kisses.

This year Parker proclaimed she wanted to have a Halloween themed birthday party and a witch cake. A few years ago I attempted to bake a Barbie princess cake for Alex. I failed miserably. What do they say? Try, try again.

So I did.

Are you a good witch or a bad witch?

I used a Wilton’s Barbie Cake Mold, two 8″ rounds for the bottom of the cake and lots of sprinkles. The broom is made out of a paintbrush and the hat is made from black card stock glued to the doll’s head. Betty Crocker has this great YouTube video on how to make this cake. And you don’t need a Wilton’s cake mold…it is extremely helpful.

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and she turns nine…

 

subway birthday dinner

 

I have a nine-year old daughter. Nine. Most days it’s hard to believe. Other days it’s hard to believe she is only nine. She thinks she is old enough to have a cell phone. She thinks everyone has to knock, and she has to say “come in”, before they can enter her bedroom. She wants her own curling iron. She thinks Princesses are for babies. She has her own sense of clothing style. She is starting to figure out the “label” thing with clothing. I think the hormones are kicking in. She is a control freak at times. She is beautiful inside and out.

Alex wanted Subway for her birthday dinner. She could have anything and she still chose Subway for her birthday. On Saturday she had a sleepover with 3 friends. One would think that limiting the number of 9-year-old girls at a sleepover would minimize the “girl drama”…well, you’d be sadly mistaken, my friend. Even just 2 girls together equals drama. I had to finally sit them down a let them know that under no uncertain terms were they going to suck me into their drama…Save the drama for your mama and get over it!

the ice skater cake

According to the 4 girls, they stayed up ALL NIGHT LONG. I think it was more like 2 am. Sleepovers aren’t for sleeping, you know. Even though it was “lights out” at midnight, I know it was at least 2 am because the mama across the street was texting her 9-year-old daughter at the sleepover. She was checking in on her. Did I mention she is right across the street? Anyhoo, we woke up to 6 inches of snow on Sunday morning. Bummer that the girls didn’t get snowed in. Not. So, I survived the sleepover. Alex was in a crabby mood due to the lack of sleep the night before. All is normal in the house.

Now I can concentrate on planing Glenn’s birthday party this weekend. He is going to be 50. The good news is he now qualifies for AARP. Now sure what that entails but I hear it is a good thing. Lots of great SENIOR discounts, I hope.

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