despite my begging, groveling, weeping,
bribing, etc., she went right on ahead
and turned 18.
she can vote
she can be called for jury duty
she can buy a lottery ticket...
the thoughts of a high school graduation
in a few months?!
have mercy!
traditional dinner @ her favorite Italian restaurant
there were gifts...
there was cake...
there was sibling love...
there were flowers from Dad &
a ginormous bar of dark chocolate...
now,
what is one thing every girl dreams
of for her 18th birthday?
what was the ONE specific thing this
calm, organized, routine-tradition lovin'
birthday girl asked for?
to go to a local shooting range w/ her dad
pistol packin' mama
note to all future interested male suitors
who may possibly not treat our daughter
w/ the utmost respect befitting a
daughter of the King...
they're both mighty fine shots.
consider yourselves warned.