Wednesday, August 29, 2007

7th GRADE







OMG 7th grade? How is that possible? Isn't Zachary like 4? Well, to me he will always be 4.



But even if he's not really 4, I just cant believe he is in 7th grade! 7th grade for me, was a life changing year. Its where I met most of the friends I had all the way through high school and beyond and I first learned about cliques, Its when I started using make up. Its where I got my first pair of "hightops" (yes, I did wear them, I admit it was a fashion fopah), 7th grade is when I used a curling iron and cared about my appearance for the first time, owned my first pair of stretch jeans (bought from Dots, they were a size 18 I was a size 12, but I convinced my dad that they fit, swore I would wear a belt, and I absolutely HAD to have them. I was already babysitting, and staying home alone for long periods of time. I barely let Zachary stay home for more than an hour! Im not ready for high tops and curling irons! Ok so maybe we can skip the curling iron, and we can replace the hightops with $100 Michael Jordan basketball sneaks. But its all the same. When I think back to that time period, I feel like it was the start of my really growing up. I feel like I was much more mature then than Zachary is now. But in fact, its just the opposite. Im just having a hard time accepting him growing up so fast! Sniffle sniffle....

3 comments:

Evil Dahlia said...

Stay tuned for my blog later on this very topic. 6th grade is throwing me for a loop (seems so OLD) but my baby is going off to Kindergarten in a matter of hours!! Wasn't I just feeding her every two hours not too long ago? God, they grow up so fast!!

Anonymous said...

CONGRADULATIONS............WOW. I am so happy for you. On the other side, I guess you will be willing to do just about anything to get out of work huh? Only kidding, thats just wonderful. You are so right about 7th grade. That was when boys became so important. My grand daughter is now 15 and I worry so much about her. I know what I was like.

Anonymous said...

Oh my God, Mary Jo! How OLD are you??!! ha ha, miss ya...