I am sick of "firsts".

Lorien went to her first church dance tonight...her first dance ever.

Boo, hiss.



When she got home Will and I asked for a recap.  "Oh it was so fun!" she began "But they kept playing all of these slow songs and saying the beehives had to dance with the deacons!"  The idea of dancing with boys at a dance had not crossed her mind and the idea, when introduced, was not a pleasing one.

I am OK with that.