In Which The Spawn Enters a New Demographic

Today marks the twentieth anniversary of the Spawn’s visible (and audible) entry into the life of Clan Mondo. Through a fortunate confluence of events, her class for today was cancelled, and she put in her regular Friday work hours yesterday, so she’s free for the day, and may even be awake by now. As a consequence, I’ll be knocking off before too long and escorting her to her favorite burger joint in Real City, followed by a jaunt to the bookstore and then a screening of Logan, after which we’ll head home for the cake and gifts thing.

My mom (who was six feet tall) used to say that she had always wanted a guy around that required her to look up — she hadn’t realized, however, that she’d have to grow her own. Likewise, I’m thrilled to have someone around with whom I can talk about writing, geek culture, and a variety of other topics — and I’m pleased with the part I’ve played in her getting there.

She’s putting together a submission for the Mondoville literary mag, and continues to sharpen her writing skills. Her grades are solid as well, but the best part of her rising maturity is that she has become more willing to engage with the world and people around her. And every day for twenty years now, I’ve found a new way to be proud of her.

Happy birthday, Em — I love you.

About profmondo

Dad, husband, mostly free individual, medievalist, writer, and drummer. "Gladly wolde he lerne and gladly teche."
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2 Responses to In Which The Spawn Enters a New Demographic

  1. mike shupp says:

    Pleasant reading. Happy Birthday to the Spawn! And congratulations to her parents.

  2. nightfly says:

    Many (belated) happy returns of the day!

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