I was laughing last night as I remembered New Year's Eve ten years ago. We were living just outside of Harrisburg, PA. My husband had taught our then 1 & 2 year olds how to chant "Y2K! Y2K!" Just for the record--he did stockpile some water and unplugged our computer from the wall. We didn't keep the "car phone" plugged in the car (ha! ha!).
Jump forward ten years--I doubt if our life is that far off from where we were aiming. I probably wouldn't have predicted our son, but that's the biggest (and best) surprise. When you lead that "average" life--it can be pretty predictable. We live a good life.
Tonight my oldest is having her 13th b-day sleepover. Wow! Tomorrow she will be a teenager. She's VERY excited. This is one of those birthdays where you expect to wake up to a totally different world. We'll do a big breakfast for the friends. After taking them home, she will get clean-up duty to clean up after all those friends. Did I mention she needs to work on a long-term school project AND go to bed at a decent hour to reacclimate her body to our regular schedule? Since it is her birthday, we will give her a reprieve on emptying the dishwasher and putting away her clean clothes--they can wait for the following day. So much for that new world for which she is hoping.