My big girl went to her very first high school dance over the weekend (homecoming). I cried. I'm a big baby about my baby. She looked beautiful and more 16 than 14, I think that's what made me cry. She really looked like a young lady instead of my little girl, and while it's exciting to see her blossom into her own, it's scary at the same time.
She went with a group of her girlfriends. They went to dinner first, and then I took them to the dance. I was a picture taking machine. I made her take tons of pics before we left the house, then more when we picked up the other girls, then more outside and inside the restaurant before I left them to eat on their own. When I picked them up, I of course had to take more pictures outside of the dance.
After she got home, we had a long talk about all the fun she had. She told me that she danced alot...she even danced with a boy.
Here is a photo of my young lady...my baby as she was heading out for her first dance.
~ Blissfully Yours