It's official. As of this evening, I am the proud parent of a teenager.
He's old enough now, to ask for cash, instead of presents, and not to want any pinatas, or baby games at his party. And, I was happy to oblige him, to a point.
I'm not quite ready to give up on games, altogether. So, I gave him his present...in ones...folded up...inside of balloons.
I think we have a new tradition.
It's great to be a homeschooler.