Our eldest daughter becoming a teenager has been such an adventure full of do-we-set-this-boundary-or-that decisions and mile after mile of going-going-going.
Our eldest son is 16, so we aren't new to teens, but he is a laid back, easygoing kid who doesn't need to be out and about, could care less about his hair, and doesn't take ballet lessons.
The remaining days of her as our own are less than the days we've spent with her, I know. Even though I'm tired some days and confused most days (do we let her text that 17-year-old boy?), I am enjoying this teen-raising adventure.
It's fun (and expensive) to see her blossom into such a beautiful young lady.