I'm the Mother of a Teenager Officially

One of my daughter's birthday cakes.  This one looks like her puppy.

I am now officially the mother of a teenager.  I've been the stepmother of a teenager (well, teenagers) for a few years now but that's not the same thing.  They aren't my kids and they don't live with us.  Now I get the pleasure of a teenager full-time to raise.  (As of right now, my stepkids also haven't contacted their sister to wish her a happy birthday either...let's see if they do.)

When I picked up my daughter's cake this morning (isn't it cute?), I grabbed a package of 50 DVD's too.  If I don't get these pictures and videos made into some type of viewable format, my kids will have their own kids before I get around to it.  I want to do a scrapbook for each child...but I don't know how to do that.  I have to do something with all of these picture and video files and DVD's seem like a good way to store them.  At least I hope so.  It's not as secure as secure online backup but it'll be handy. I can lock them in our fireproof box to protect them until I figure out what to do with the result of my photographic addiction.