Having A Teenager

That doesn’t make me old, does it? Nah, I didn’t think so…I don’t feel old!

For Stewb’s 13th birthday, we went off to Biringer Farm’s Corn Maze. This one was great – it had an actual assignment (several stations scattered throughout the maze with different shaped hole punches with which you mark a card they give you). Really good for those of us who thrive on a mission. I slipped right into Lieutenant Colonel mode (as my Dad calls it when I get a trifle bossy) and off we adults went, maps firmly in hand, dragging our post-op patient along behind (my step-father had surgery a few days before, but was up for a little adventure anyway).

The kids, on the other hand, decided that the fun of a corn maze is getting lost. Stewbie and Nity raced off on their own, ran around until they were lost, then proceeded to find their way out. I think it was sheer luck that we ever saw them again… Apparently, all of my stern Search & Rescue Mom lectures have been lost on them (compasses, maps, they’ve got all the training, I swear…).

2 Responses to “Having A Teenager”

  1. rob
    November 21, 2006 at 3:17 am #

    I have two “Kids” at 34 & 39 years ageing happens in direct relationship to how you look after yourself and are looked after by others. Growing up depends entirely on how you feel and when you actually feel you should. At 63 I sometimes act as though Im 10 particularily when I`m playing with my Grandkids! :o))

  2. Anonymous
    October 27, 2006 at 9:29 pm #

    well we think the fun of corn mazes are to get lost(sopporting sherch and resque), take random turns, and get out when you get out-natalie