Once when Danica was younger, Sue told Danica that I wasn't feeling well. Danica replied, "Aw, the poor chicken."
Now I must say likewise to her on this her 14th birthday. The Poor Chicken.
Last year, she entered her teenage years, and that should have been a momentous birthday. But no! We were in the first lockdown, and she couldn't see her friends. We did manage a small get-together in our garage on a rather nippy day, but let's face it, parents and grandparents are not are not quite the same as peer friends who are very important in a teen's life. It's just the way it is, and we remain loved, so it is okay.
You know the rest. School is shut down again, as is everything that can reasonably be shut down. We are no longer to meet with other households, even if we keep outside and to a maximum of five people as before. So, we won't even be having a garage 'party' this year.
I was able to scrounge enough photos from the few visits that we had during this past year, mainly when COVID took a little break during the summer. We had a sleepover and a visit or two, and did a few little photoshoots. As the kids get older and we see them much less than we used to anyway, and there are fewer photo ops, but they really dropped off last year due to COVID.
But there is still a collage.
|Front (and Back)|
|Unfortunately, neither the 'garage' nor 'celebrate with' parts still apply.|