Officially Uncool

My oldest turned 11 yesterday, no biggie, she was the same kid when she got out of bed that she was when I put her to bed the night before. Then I dropped her birthday snack off at school...

After leaving the 31 mini cheese cakes (what happened to Tootsie Pops?) on her desk I hit the playground to let her know. As I was leaving I leaned in to give her a kiss, as always, and she leaned away. I would give anything to have seen the look on my own face. I think I truely believed she wouldn't be a typical kid because let's face it, I'm a cool mom!

I obviously believed wrong.

Perhaps the funniest part was when I told her later that I returned home and cried after her rejection. She rolled her eyes at me and replied, "No you didn't."

Ah, and to think the best years are yet to come.