I'm in a large movie theater watching a movie. My daughter is there, too. But she's sitting somewhere else. I'm sitting next to a boy.
I laugh at a part near the end of the movie. But it's a corny scene, not good enough for the sophisticated young teens to laugh at.
I'm pretty sure my daughter's embarrassed at me.
The movie is over and I'm shopping for confirmation dresses with my daughter. She has tried on two dresses that are all white. She has tried on the largest size. Apparently they don't make them for teenage girls. So we'll have to buy one of these and hope she doesn't grow out of it by February. Or we'll have to buy a wedding dress.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
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