Alicia is out on her first real, non-school dance date. I'm weirdly excited for her, but doing everything I can not to be that weird mom. They went to the movies, and since they're both 15, they'll be calling when they're done for one of us to go pick them up. Craig's probably going to do that, even though I'd love to be the fly on the wall on that ride home.
I like this boy. I like that he thinks my daughter is awesome. I hope for her sake it goes great.