Megan woke up this morning to a whole new bunch of possibilities. You see- she's 18 now so that means she can do many, many things today that she couldn't do yesterday. For example she can now (legally or without any parental consent): buy tobacco, change her name, get a tattoo, get a piercing, buy spray paint, work more hours, sue someone, be sued, purchase liquid white out, pawn something, get married, or get divorced. If that's not enough to keep her busy on this birthday of hers she can also get a loan, buy insurance, donate blood, enlist in the military or sign a legal contract. Fortunately, we had enough on our plate this last day at the beach. Those other things will have to wait because today there was beach sitting to do, a Frisbee and a kite to fly and S'mores to make as we enjoyed one last beach campfire.
Lucky for Megan she usually gets to celebrate her birthday during our beach week. In fact, it was only 14 years ago that she announced, on the morning of her 4th birthday, she was old enough to cross the street by herself.
You've come along way Meggie, and I'm happy I've been around for the ride.