When did I get so old?
It's 12:17 in the morning and I'm sitting up waiting for my daughter to come home from her date. She's not late... I forgot to give her a curfew. My bad!!! But then again, I probably would have said "Be home by 10:30," even though he picked her up a little after 9:00. It freaks me out to have her out with some boy...
Okay, he's not even "some boy." She's with the boy that drove 5 hours from Utah to our town to take her to the Homecoming dance. I've met him a few times. He's nice. His dad even drove him to Orem from Payson so he can take Aly out (we're in Orem for the Thanksgiving weekend). Man, that is a dedicated Dad!! (He really likes Aly and likes his son to take her out.)
I just wonder... how in the heck am I old enough to be sitting up waiting for my daughter to come home? Didn't I just go out on my first date a month ago?
Well, it seems like it.
And I'm still sitting here, getting older while my daughter still isn't home. (It's 12:23 now!)
I need Father Time's phone number. Maybe he can go on a vacation for a while so my kids will stop getting older.
(I just got a text from her. She's finally on her way home.)