We’ve Got Spirit, Yes We Do! We’ve Got Spirit, How ‘Bout You!

Sorry, bad cheerleading flashback there.

Anyhoo, The Girl seemed to thoroughly enjoy her first experience with the marching band. And, by enjoy, I mean she was all smiles right up until she saw me on the side of the street with my camera, when the smile was replaced with The Look; the one surly pre-teens get when they notice their parents taking any sort of pride in them. Sooo embarrassing, I know.

Of course, once she noticed our good friend, Neecie, standing next to me, she was all smiles once again. See?


The fact that I am parenting this child without smothering her in her sleep has got to be earning me points toward my eventual flight to Heaven; that can be the only explanation for why God created puberty.