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when they stop being kids and start being small fannish people with meta opinions
Our oldest niece has just turned 14, and she's definitely a real teenager now, although, thank goodness, not in the door-slamming and foot-stomping way people usually seem to mean by that.
No, since Wax made the happy discovery that all four local niblings are old enough to appreciate nerd movies and independently ambulatory enough to decide for themselves to attend them in their free time, she's added the habit of checking when appropriate if any of them want to come to the new ones with us, and today the new 14-year-old came on her own to meet us at the theater and see Ant-Man and the Wasp.
She's always been a pretty mature and grown-up child, even before she became the responsible big sister to the triplets at 3, but she has that unmistakable air of Coolness now. (Also the drawstring gym bag.) She brought her own popcorn to the movie and raised her eyebrows at![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
waxjism's poor planning in only buying candy when we arrived, which meant we had to stand in line, and she nearly forgot to say goodbye to us before leaving to walk home after the movie because she was texting (but this was after we'd already talked about what we thought of it on the way out).
Also she's nearlywaxjism's height already.
In fact, she really isn't lillgammal (tiny and humorously mature-acting for her years) anymore, because there's nothing incongruous in her overall presentation: she's now serious and responsible entirely without being unusually so for her age and size, and it's just cute and amazing to us because we're still stuck marveling at how quickly time has flown by and how clearly we remember when she was a hysterically hangry toddler crying while being spoon-fed cereal because she couldn't decide what she wanted to eat.
Anyway, we're both looking forward to many more movie outings with her and her siblings in the future.
Edit: Also she's basically the same age as my life in Finland; she was born the day after I flew back to the US after coming here to take the entrance exams for Åbo Akademi, six months before I moved here with my suitcases and my residence permit application. Needless to say, I feel like I've been here forever but like it was just yesterday that she was a toddler drawing blob-and-stick portraits with me when I brought my sketchbook over.
No, since Wax made the happy discovery that all four local niblings are old enough to appreciate nerd movies and independently ambulatory enough to decide for themselves to attend them in their free time, she's added the habit of checking when appropriate if any of them want to come to the new ones with us, and today the new 14-year-old came on her own to meet us at the theater and see Ant-Man and the Wasp.
She's always been a pretty mature and grown-up child, even before she became the responsible big sister to the triplets at 3, but she has that unmistakable air of Coolness now. (Also the drawstring gym bag.) She brought her own popcorn to the movie and raised her eyebrows at
waxjism's poor planning in only buying candy when we arrived, which meant we had to stand in line, and she nearly forgot to say goodbye to us before leaving to walk home after the movie because she was texting (but this was after we'd already talked about what we thought of it on the way out). Also she's nearly
waxjism's height already. In fact, she really isn't lillgammal (tiny and humorously mature-acting for her years) anymore, because there's nothing incongruous in her overall presentation: she's now serious and responsible entirely without being unusually so for her age and size, and it's just cute and amazing to us because we're still stuck marveling at how quickly time has flown by and how clearly we remember when she was a hysterically hangry toddler crying while being spoon-fed cereal because she couldn't decide what she wanted to eat.
Anyway, we're both looking forward to many more movie outings with her and her siblings in the future.
Edit: Also she's basically the same age as my life in Finland; she was born the day after I flew back to the US after coming here to take the entrance exams for Åbo Akademi, six months before I moved here with my suitcases and my residence permit application. Needless to say, I feel like I've been here forever but like it was just yesterday that she was a toddler drawing blob-and-stick portraits with me when I brought my sketchbook over.