Here's a cute little picture of me in kindergarten, 1968. All my life, I've never forgotten this shot below in first grade (1969) when the photog asked me to say "peaches" and he snapped the shot at the "ch" sound. If you're trying to get a kid to smile, don't tell them to say peaches. It's scarred me for life. Mom, what the heck happened to my hair? Did I fix it myself? After all, I was in second grade and very capable. My grandma crocheted that groovy vest for me, but who is responsible for the hack job on my hair? Hello, 1970! Who knows where my third grade picture is. We moved so often, changing schools, that I might have missed picture day. Next is my fourth grade mug shot. I must have sworn off bangs by then. Thank goodness for those plastic barrettes to deal with the in-between length. Notice how every year I wore green? Yeah, it's been my favorite color for as long as I can remember. I don't have an actual school pic of me in f...
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I can imagine how you feel. But I agree with Lonna, Lindsey is smart. Hopefully she will encourage Sam to choose a college based on what's right for him, not on where she's at. After all, after next year, she may not even be in Texas.
I didn't date AT ALL in high school. There's plenty of time for her in college to meet other guys.
That being said, I do think serious dating in high school is silly, because it almost never lasts forever, and it can prevent other good experiences with other people, so I'm totally with you on that.
Ah, it is hard to be a parent.
She looks beautiful, no wonder he likes her!
I read your blog in Net/Web Design frequently. And I understand how you feel...but you know, I will date around if I get asked. I never decline unless I have previous plans and then If I do, I try and plan another time.
And thank you Sis. B. and Sis. T. =]
I have definately been encouraging him to go to a good school for HIM and it just so happens that that is in Texas. Not because o me mom. And every stake dance I tell him to ask other girls to dance...etc. I want him to get around too.
I know you just care about me and are scared. But please don't make this any harder on me than it already is. I still love you though, don't worry. And yes, thank you for taking such good care of me mom.
-Love, Lindsey-
Don't worry about the kid. She will have some dashing prince charming come along and sweep her away in due time.