~sigh~ My daughter turned 21 today (May 9th). I still have a younger daughter (16) to go.
She called me around 11:30 to meet her at a bar/tavern near my house where she was going with some friends and her older brother. She wanted to order a drink or a beer right at midnight.
I gave her the talk about being careful not to drink too much. As my mother used to say: “Enright3, a man isn’t the one who can drink the most. A man is the one that knows when to quit.” I then gave her older brother (24) a private talk about how I wanted (expected?) him to watch over her and not let her do anything stupid because she turned 21. I’m glad she wanted to include me. No, I didn’t buy her a drink. I didn’t think that would be appropriate. I just gave her a kiss, and told her to be smart. She’s a very level headed kid… usually.
As some of you may remember; her mother died four years ago this July. It’s bittersweet seeing your kids reach various milestones, but knowing they won’t be able to share with their mother.
OK, I’m off to bed now to do what every parent does… worry until I hear from her tomorrow.
Aww. Mine just turned 6 weeks on Friday. I’ve already started thinking about such things. Today I was just wistful that she’s already bigger than she was two weeks ago.
My Mother died when I was 4. There are a lot of experiences I had along those same lines.
If she is inviting you out for the drink with her, I think that’s sign that you done good.
Hey, you’re lucky.
You saw your daughter, and had a beer with her and whatnot.
I was on Spring Break 2007 at Daytona beach at arguably the most nuts hotel on the beach this past March when I turned 21. And I lost my phone and some drunk-ass girl found it and answered the phone when my parents called to check on how I was doing.
I ended up finding the phone, actually, but MAN were they confused as hell for a while
And wow, that makes me feel old.