Unofficially, that is.
We're off in a bit to celebrate the season with dear friends at an almost-formal sit down dinner party. We have attended this annual, intimate gathering for years, and this year our daughter will be joining us. It's a nod to how she is growing up that she is being included, as the hosts are her godfather and his partner, and her godmother.
I suggested that she wear flats, but no, she will be wearing heels and towering over me. I suspect she will be the hit of the party, too. *sigh* I colored her hair this morning and it's a gorgeous shade of darker brown. I still can't believe her father went for it. It was probably easier to take than other things she has requested permission to do. *g* At 13 I am fully aware that it's only just beginning. To quote a Harry Potter film, "Hang on, it's going to be a bumpy ride!"
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