|I wanted to be a Zombie, but Mom made me pretty instead|
This past week has involved many rites of passage for both of us. She and her team won 1st place in her cheerleading competition after a very difficult, heart wrenching (for mom, think mean girls), exhausting, thrilling, and "political" 4 months of 5 days per week practice. She was THRILLED. Then, she had her first dance at her Junior High School. In years past, Manudo has always been the child who wants to be something scary and totally made up for Halloween (above picture notwithstanding, since she was too young to pick then). She has been scary witches with warts and green skin, zombies, and skeletons......so perhaps my mommy spidey sense should have went off when she said she wanted to go to her dance as a "pretty witch." But it didn't. Manudo has never before expressed any interest in boys, attracting boys, or being around boys. She was still in the OMG, Boys are Gross stage....last week.
The prickling became a floodgate and I bawled the whole way home....without my daughter. But I guess, even at 12 her most important things about Halloween this year were: Looking pretty, getting lots of attention, and knowing that Mommy will always be there to take care of her!
P.S. She texted me after the dance and said "he" thought she looked awesome.....
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