Phoebe turned 13 in all its glory.
We have three teenagers in the house now. How different this stage is than the child/toddler/baby stages were. Phoebe is a delightful young lady ~ tall and beautiful. She lives on the edge of emotion ~ silent and brooding at times, demonstrably excited or angry or hyper at others. She's so talented with her art and sewing projects. She always asks what we ladies are discussing in our Educational Get-Togethers and has firm opinions about the topic and wants to know what we decided when I get back from the group.
Dad and I took her to the art museum as her birthday activity and then had Rosella's cafe for a snack. Elizabeth made a Boston Cream Pie for her cake.
These were some of the paintings and drawings she's done for Art Class at Co-op.
"What?! What's so funny?"
What she said as she stuffed her mouth ~ popcorn in one hand and strawberries in the other. She can't wait to have a boyfriend who dumps her so she can binge on a whole gallon of ice cream while dramatically crying and watching chic flics. I think that's what she was pretending in this scene here.
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