April 13

My girl took the SAT this morning.

When I picked her up afterward, I asked if she wanted a celebratory treat. Her first response was "from where?" but then she immediately added "yes." (And given that she doesn't relish making decisions in general, that definitive "yes" was a big deal to me. Hurrah for decisiveness.)

So off we went to the Mother Ship for frappuccinos: vanilla bean for her, mocha cookie crumble for me. 

Another right-of-passage item ticked off the list, and regardless of what the score winds up looking like, I'm proud of her because she is a blessing.