Fourteen is an interesting age. Getting more independent and mature every day, but still a growing and learning child. Some days, like yesterday, are an amazing combination of everything.
On the one hand, my mature independent daughter will be traveling to New York City with the High School band next year. (New York City!!!). We got an information packet in the mail yesterday. To an overprotective (see Marlin from 'Finding Nemo') dad like me, this is a very scary thing. And to make matters worse, she was not overly excited that my wife expressed interest in joining the trip as a chaperone. A little too independent and mature.
On the other hand, my little girl curled up on the bed after school yesterday and spent hours watching episodes of 'Arthur' on Netflix. That was our daily routine when she came home from kindergarten many years ago....grab a snack and turn on PBS kids.
So here we are....stuck somewhere in the middle of growing up and staying young. If we're lucky, she'll keep doing both.
