I'm moving this weekend and I have been focused on that!
Hope everyone has a terrific weekend yourselves!
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Last night I spent my evening putting blond stripes in my daughter’s hair!
It came out really good, considering the fact that there are now blond stripes through my twelve-year olds hair!
Friday night she went to her first dance!
I spent about ? hour before she left trying to be a “cool” Mom. I told her how I remembered going to the school dance..... How I really remember going to the school dance.
This is where it all starts: boys, kissing, smoking, cussing (with heavier stuff right around the corner - but I'll think about that another day)
I, of course, didn’t go into too much detail about my recollections (or lack thereof) of school dance’s. I wanted her to know that this was the beginning of her “teen” social life and that I would be here if she wanted to be open with me without fear of getting in trouble. She could tell me or ask anything – Been there – Done that, Samantha!
Her ride arrived and she rushed out the door, but not before spending about an hour showering and another on her hair and newly allowed eye-liner. Oh and she smelled like… (who are those people that hang out on corners?)
When she came home of course I grilled her…
“Was it fun?”
“Any cute boys?”
“Did you dance with anyone?”
I wanted to ask more, but kept my questions at bay (for the time being).
She proceeded to tell me she would be going every Friday night from now on… and then she turned into a clam and kept her little mouth shut.
I wonder what that means?
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