Tuesday, August 29, 2006

I am declaring an official State of Emergency.

Matilda has been asked to the 6th grade dance. By a boy.

And so it begins.


Teri said...

Ye gods! Why are they even having 6th grade dances? Even growing up in Salt Lake we didn't start having dances till 7th grade -- and Salt Lake is all about getting the children married early. Yikes. Good luck.

Sachi said...

Oh, shit.