My Girl

My daughter is not allowed to have a Facebook account, even though she turned 13.  Say what you will, but that is a big, barely controlled universe I don't want my sweet little girl wandering around in.

She is allowed, however, to have her own locked-down little blog.  I think it will suit her better anyway.  She likes to write and take pictures and it will be a nice place for her to share her creativity with her friends and family.

The name of her blog is Adagio.  It's a musical term, pretty much explained by her subtitle: taking life slowly, one note at a time.

Yeah, my kid is totally smart and cool.

Having a child who is closer to adulthood than babyhood can be scary.  But it has been real joy for me, as she surprises me everyday with amazing new revelations about the person she is becoming.  Sometimes I look at her in wonder: is that my kid?!

She recently tried out for her school musical.  As an eighth grader who has perfect pitch and a pretty singing voice, I suspect she felt she could get a lead role.  She even turned down running cross country so she could participate.  But my dear girl falls apart when performing solo in front of a crowd.  She is more suited to orchestras and choirs, as she does not have a ham bone in her body.  So she came home in tears because she botched her audition.

She didn't get a lead part.  But 2 of her good friends did.  And she's been nothing but genuinely happy for them.  And she decided to be a team player and stick with the musical, even though she's "just in the chorus."  The only negative sentiment she has expressed is disappointment in herself for not doing as well as she could have.

What character in a thirteen year old.  Yes, I'm biased.  Who cares.  I'm still celebrating my girl, who's growing up nicely.