Her first date
Well, sort of. Okay, not really. Pink lip gloss, pearl earrings, and a high bun. Our little girl was ready for her date, with her Daddy. I love that she has the opportunity to go to the school’ annual Father Daughter Dance and get to experience having a date pick her up, ring the doorbell with flowers in hand, open the car door showing her how a man is to treat a woman. Set that bar high, little K, set it high. These two had their moment at the dance while I stayed back with my littlest man, R. Thankfully I was able to briefly be a fly on the wall and see what the dance was like thanks to a few photos from friends.
She is growing up, there is no denying it. Most days she looks to be the tallest girl in the fourth grade but don’t let that fool you. K still loves playing with Shopkins, Barbies and dolls for hours on end. 10 years old is such a fun age. Double digits and double the fun! Since, at the end of the day, the purpose of this blog has not changed– capturing my children’s childhood for prosperity than it would here that I mention her current hobbies include running club (who knew?!), violin, Petite Players, and tennis. Let’s give it up for candidate sixty four (I always feel like a pageant queen announcer when I say things like that– although I’ve never actually been to a beauty pageant so how who I even know?)… Okay, it’s 6:28 am- time to get this show on the road.