Just when I was thinking you were sane. My 11 year old girl just , uh, started. For the first time... if you know what I mean. I thought I was prepared... but I wasn't.
I'm a lot happier when the little girl in her emerges... but it's less and less. This is hard.
But she and I rang in the new year together, celebrated with hot chocolate. It was simple and quiet but I'll never forget it.
Went to my buddy Bruce's house. Had some fun, few drinks, hot tub'n, and a few pass outers. Stayed the night, left this morning and picked up the plow truck. A dinner out and off to bed in a few.
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