This is a short post to say that Q is having a slumber party as we speak, and I have a bunch of girls surrounding me.
More later, but I have to play Times Up, first.
Edited to add: I am so fortunate to have a daughter who wants me to join in the party games, who hugs me at the end of the party and says, “You are my best friend and I love you.” I am also lucky that she has friends who love to play games and sing and who are also funny and goofy and kind to each other. I know that 13 is supposed to be the age of drama and rebellion, but aside from some exasperated sighs and the occasional eye-roll from Q, I haven’t experienced it yet. I definitely count that among my many blessings!