Splat Goes Life.

The end of an era with my not-so-babyish "baby girl". 13 is almost here and it feels like a weight pressing down on me. Not sure how she feels about it. This summer, with what I think is the onset of puberty (well, emotions were popping up well before then, but this is when I started to see the stupid, petty behavior of 11-12 yr old girls), a real gem of a friendship was tarnished. It died a slow, painful death.. not sure if it can be resuscitated. The other girl's mom has been crushed, and I think I have been, too. Watching two beautiful kids with years of friendship pull apart, and almost violently so, has been nauseating to say the very least. Part of what makes me sad is that I'm so isolated from people, so socially inept myself, that I can't show my own child how to be a good friend. At least nowhere but online. I have no women that I hang out with. I can talk til I'm blue in the face about how to be a good friend, but being a good example is a chal...

Hard to believe how quickly time flies when you're having fun.. o.o Actually, Winter break has been pretty good, despite my "little treasure trove of happiness" having a "moment" at Grandma's house on Christmas Day, because he didn't get as many presents as usual to open. (He's 11, so it makes me a bit disgusted. On the other hand, he does usually have more physical presents than he gets gift cards, so I can be a tad understanding of why he might have been disappointed). "I only got 4 things to open!". Yes, but you just got 7+ things at home, plus a full Christmas stocking!! Ugh. He did get cash from his great-grandmother and an uncle, so combined, he was able to buy himself one particular gift he really wanted from Game Stop. Big sister got more than enough Monster High dolls. I thought for a moment we were done with dolls after this summer, but they were all drug back out pretty much as soon as a neighbor dumped a gigantic wooden d...