She set off yesterday afternoon with girlfriends (plus the grandmother of one of the girls) to the big city for a play. There were backstage passes, a meeting with the actors and an author, there was dinner out afterward. Her outfit was carefully put together and her hair fixed just so. She turned down my offer to help with both of these things. I watched as she stood beside her Kit Kiterage poster and her Nerf dart gun and thought, it's all happening way too fast, this business of growing up. Can someone slow this ride down... just a bit... please? Then I felt grateful for having the presence to be still and watch the subtle shifts as time passes and a young lady begins to emerge.
An afternoon at the theater with girlfriends seems so grown up, doesn't it?
Even so, I think her very grown up little self appreciated the fact that I slipped my cell phone into her purse to take along. You know, just in case she needed to ask me a question or something...
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ps ~ I'm over at Simple Green Frugal Co-op as well, come on over!
