8th Grade Dance

All-grown-up Elisabeth went to her first school dance last Saturday. Her whole outfit cost less than the hair straightening and the nails:) I begged her to let me chaperone but she wanted to do this one on her own. I did go in to the gym, though, to pick her up. She spotted me and gave me the ole' head nod, aka go outside and I will meet you at the car when no one is looking. I wanted to beat her. I also wanted to remind her that SHE is the one who still wants to cuddle at night. Guess it is all part of growing up. Boo.