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I didn’t necessarily say this was music.
Looking through Kaly’s pictures this morning…
Leslie: “…she’s not that tall, that other girl is only 4′ 10″. ”
Leslie: “This is Becky Smith.”
Leslie: “She kinda beats to her own drum.”
Leslie: “She’s very emoo-ish.”
Me: “I think you mean ‘EMO-ish’.”
Leslie: “I really don’t know what Emoo means anyway.”
Me: “Emo?”
Leslie: “um yeah… Emo.”
Found this yesterday.
I was shooting a doorway, and happened to glance overhead and saw this.
She’s driving.
Usually the thought of your kid taking the family car off, by herself, for the first time strikes fear in a parent. For me, I think I’m as proud as if she had just graduated college.
I started teaching her to drive when she was twelve. We’d leave the house early on Sunday mornings and [...]