This is the kind of thing that makes a parent feel old.

When your oldest turns 16. Clearly, the impact will continue to grow as the kids age, but seriously, I have a 16 year old child? I guess I should quit rubbing it in to my mom that she has a nearly 40 year old "child." That's really not nice, is it.

Part of her gift was a "Rise Against" and "A Day to Remember" concert last night at the GMU Patriot Center. Her first concert with her sister and without adults. Last year she went to Foo Fighters at Verizon Center and the year before to Green Day at Jiffy Lube Live (formerly the Nissan Pavilion), both with her dad. She also got new clothes from her grandparents, a GC to Chik-Fil-A, also an ice skating outing for the family, a SCUBA diving lesson (for her and her sister) from Ian, and a prepaid debit card. The last is an experiment we're running to try to help her with money management and to get her accustomed to our increasingly plasticized and digitized world. Cross your fingers.