Did I ever tell you about...

...my 16th birthday?

Rachel's blog was about her 18th, but my 18th involved some stuff I'd rather not remember, so 16th it is!

Of course the biggest deal was getting my license, and my fabulous mother took my on my birthday so that I didn't have to wait even one day past the big 1-6 (not that she let me drive right away, but that's another story). One of my BFFs at the time went with me and I almost killed us all turning left into oncoming traffic on the way to the DMV, but hey - I passed the driver's test and got my license.

That night my friend spent the night and the next day after school, my crazy parents took a whole bunch of us 15-16 year olds to the beach to celebrate. At the time my Papa had a beach house and my parent's had their beach place as well, so Ronnie was the official chaperon for the boys at their place and Mama was the official chaperon for the girls at Papa's house. This probably sounds nuts to some of you - but for real - I was still a relatively good girl at this time and it really was just a whole bunch of friends, my brother and sister and my parents, celebrating a milestone birthday. We weren't like shacking up or anything. Actually - the guys didn't pay a whole heck of a lot of attention to us - Ronnie made them mow the grass and play Frisbee and manly stuff like that while we basked in the sun.

Anyhoo - my parents wouldn't even let me drive while I was down there, so I begged and pleaded for them to let me drive to a restaurant and go out to eat with just my friends and no parents. They finally said I could - it was literally less than a mile away (anyone that's been to Salter Path, NC can attest to the fact that everything is less than a mile away). But I didn't care - I thought I was hot stuff driving to eat shrimp with my friends.

I opened my presents out on my Papa's huge deck and even managed to laugh at my parent's wittiness in giving me the Mustang I had asked for...as in a little key chain Mustang that revved it's engine when you pushed a button. They are just so funny, let me tell you.

Honestly, it was a wonderful birthday and even though I only still speak to a whopping one person that went - I'm glad we got to go. Eat your heart out, My Super Sweet 16!

2 Year Checkup

So even though Kendall turned 2 back in January, her mommy didn't get her a 2-year checkup appointment until February. Who knew you needed to call in advance for those suckers? We actually couldn't get in with Kendall's usual doctor (who always calls her a boy anyway, thus wasn't going to be her usual doctor much longer anyway), so we saw a doctor that we hadn't seen since Kendall was 3 days old with Jaundice. Kendall did really well - she doesn't like the doctor's office now that she's figured out she gets shots there, so I was expecting drama, but there was none.

I don't remember her exact measurements, but I know she's 85th % for her noggin, 50th for her length and a measly 10th for her weight. She certainly doesn't get that petite-ness from her mama, but the doctor ain't worried, so neither am I.

We also talked to the doctor about her Sahara-dry skin (which she definitely gets from her ashy daddy) and are now lotioning her down all. The. Time.

Other than that it was a very uneventful visit (thank you Lord).