(first day of school)
makes me smile.
Even when we aren't seeing eye-to-eye, I can't help but to be thankful that she is who she is.
Her most recent attempt to increasingly turn my brown locks gray included articles of clothing that she should have donated to goodwill two years ago. Unsuccessful as she was, this young woman has perseverance running through her blood as she repeatedly came out of her room wearing items of clothing much too revealing for anyone that isn't sunbathing on the beach. I am at the realization that the school shopping tradition may have some merit. Maybe I'm too protective over my eldest beauty (but if we're not looking out for her, who will?). Be that as it may~these babies are making their final exit...
As we bid farewell to the wardrobe that would fit a 12 year old we embark on adventures for new and stylish replacements.
May the force be with me.