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stevenpiziks) wrote2009-01-23 08:54 am
stevenpiziks) wrote2009-01-23 08:54 am
Much Belated Sasha Birthday
Sasha has turned 16. This is very strange. It doesn't feel like he's 16 to me, mostly because he's still in seventh grade and he doesn't really act like a 16-year-old, and this is fine. If he needs to slow down his childhood, we're happy to let him. While it had good parts, his childhood in Ukraine was harsh in many ways. We can let him slow down and rebuild.
No, he isn't getting his license anytime soon. He isn't ready, and he doesn't want it, in any case.
Biologically, however, Sasha is 16, and there are flashes of the mid-teenager that show up. He hasn't been my son for even five years, and he's moving past childhood. It's like I've leased him or something.
At any rate, Sasha said that for his birthday present, he wanted to have a party with his friends at the bowling alley. I called the bowling alley, and it turns out they do have a party package that includes two hours of bowling, shoes, a large pizza, and a pitcher of pop. We asked for two lanes (which included two pizzas, etc.) and ordered an additional pizza and pitcher. Sasha invited six friends, the max I said he could bring.
The weather on the morning of the party was dreadful. Much snow, much cold, much wind. We got a call from one parent asking if the party was still on, and we said it was. By early afternoon, the bad weather had cleared out and the roads became rather more driveable. We all piled into the new van and drove to the bowling alley. Four of the invitees showed up--pretty good, considering the roads and cold.
The boys (including Aran and Maksim) bowled and played around. The pizza came, and there was much munching. We lit the cake (home-made carrot), and there was more munching. More bowling followed. It was a very good afternoon, really--a good way to get people out of the house after being confined for so long due to bad weather. Sasha had a really good time.
No, he isn't getting his license anytime soon. He isn't ready, and he doesn't want it, in any case.
Biologically, however, Sasha is 16, and there are flashes of the mid-teenager that show up. He hasn't been my son for even five years, and he's moving past childhood. It's like I've leased him or something.
At any rate, Sasha said that for his birthday present, he wanted to have a party with his friends at the bowling alley. I called the bowling alley, and it turns out they do have a party package that includes two hours of bowling, shoes, a large pizza, and a pitcher of pop. We asked for two lanes (which included two pizzas, etc.) and ordered an additional pizza and pitcher. Sasha invited six friends, the max I said he could bring.
The weather on the morning of the party was dreadful. Much snow, much cold, much wind. We got a call from one parent asking if the party was still on, and we said it was. By early afternoon, the bad weather had cleared out and the roads became rather more driveable. We all piled into the new van and drove to the bowling alley. Four of the invitees showed up--pretty good, considering the roads and cold.
The boys (including Aran and Maksim) bowled and played around. The pizza came, and there was much munching. We lit the cake (home-made carrot), and there was more munching. More bowling followed. It was a very good afternoon, really--a good way to get people out of the house after being confined for so long due to bad weather. Sasha had a really good time.