Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Our Grown-Up Girl

Our daughter lives clear across the world in far-off Logan, Utah.  Her dad and I took a ride to far-off Logan, Utah, on Saturday, to bring our grown-up girl home for a couple of days.  When we arrived in far-off Logan, Utah, we found a grown-up girl who:

1. Has her own apartment.  Our grown-up girl even said, "Wow.  Our kitchen is dirty!"  Before she was a grown-up girl, she would not have noticed the dishes in the sink.

2.  Shares a room (happily) with another grown-up girl.  These two grown-up girls did not even know one another a couple of months ago.  Now they greet each other happily when they see one another, and they ask each other what wonderful things they did for the long weekend.

3.  Wants her bike brought to far-off Logan, Utah, so she doesn't have to spend so much on gas when she goes the 4 miles to work each day.  Presumably this is because that grown-up girl can't just walk into her parents' bedroom and ask for money any old day.

4.  Enrolled for Institute classes.  On her own.  Because it was her choice.  And made her mommy happy.

I am very blessed to be the mother of a grown-up girl.


Kim and Preston said...

I remember when my parents would come visit me at school. It was neat for me to see I had grown up too! Thanks for sharing. I am excited for this new chapter in your life.

Jodi Orgill Brown said...

This is no doubt both exciting and a little hard. I can only imagine the emotions I will have when my kids go off to school. Sounds like you raised her right. :)