After Jane got over her birthday being forgotten, she had managed to find the last frog she needed to complete her collection: the Dirtwhirl Frog. She had been in a funk over her birthday and had decided it was best to carry out a somewhat normal routine to get out of herself out of her sad mood. When she caught the slippery body inside a hollow tree trunk and pulled it out to reveal the last frog she needed for her collection, she was ecstatic.
Jane already had it planned how her collection room would look. Although she was constrained by a tight budjet–she was raising three kids after all–she managed to build a small, but welcoming home for her frogs. Dayna and Chance loved to play with the frogs especially, so Jane knew they were a welcome addition to her family’s home.
Earlier that day, Dayna had celebrated her aging into her teenage years. Jane felt a little sad at seeing both of her daughters growing up, but she was happy that Dayna was transitioning well into the next stage of her life. Dayna hadn’t wanted to make a big scene for her birthday, so the family sat around the table eating cake. However, Raelynn and Dayna were getting along especially well so they lingered longer than the others. Jane stood close by, watching lovingly, as her two daughters grew closer together.
Once they were finished talking, Raelynn pulled out her guitar and started strumming. As she was enjoying the music she played, Jane tapped her on the shoulder. Raelynn paused, setting her guitar down and out of the way as her Mom pulled her into a tight hug. “Sweetie, I’m so proud of you.” She said feeling tears well in her eyes.
Raelynn, appreciative of her Mom’s praise, hugged her back. “Thanks, Mom.” Even though she was slightly confused, she was still happy to hear her Mom say she was proud of her.
“You’re so good with the guitar, and I admire that you can commit yourself to it the way you can. You write beautiful music. It’s truly lovely.” Jane complimented her oldest daughter even further.
“Thank you, Mom. I appreciate it.” Raelynn felt a blush color her cheeks. “Love ya.”
“Love ya too, sweetie.” Jane responded with the warmest smile.
Even though Dayna had wanted a humble celebration, Chance had opted for noisemakers and confetti. His eyes grew wide as he made a wish and blew out the candles. He really hoped for a brand new computer, one that was capable of helping him become the tech guru he aspired to be.
Chance got the first slice of chocolate cake, his favorite, and the family gathered around to celebrate. Aunt Dina had stopped by as well to celebrate with her nephew on his special day.
Once the celebration died down, Chance returned to the computer, the thing he loved to do most. He could spend hours on the computer without batting an eye, and he knew it’s what he wanted to do for a future career. He spent his free time toying with it to figure out more about how it worked so that he’d have an advantage when it came to his future. Jane watched Chance as he worked at the compuer, and she was happy to see him doing something he enjoyed so much. She teared up again as she realized all of her kids had grown to their teenage years and suddenly she felt very old.
Jane decided to take the opportunity to catch up with her old friend Dina and to discuss her troubles. “I’m just feeling very old.” She commented with a pouted bottom lip.
“Boy, do I know the feeling!” Dina said, exasperated. “Time has really flown by, but I think we still have a lot of adventures ahead of us.”
“That’s true.” Jane pondered the thought. She was sure her and Dina would still have more adventures to enjoy together, more occasions to celebrate. Possibly, Dina may even start a family in the future. How exciting! Jane brightened up at the thought. “I think there are still things to do. I know I finished my frog collection, but I can always start another!” Dina gave Jane a weird look, and they both broke out in laughter.
As always in the Wynngarden household, something had to break! Tired and sweaty, Raelynn tended to the broken shower. She knew the rest of her family was completely exhausted, and she didn’t mind the handiwork. After all, one day she’d have to fend for herself, so the skills she learned now would only help her in the future. Plus, it seemed she had a natural gift for the work and finished rather quickly. It was also rewarding to take a nice hot shower afterward, and then she turned in for bed.