Faith is not really little so much anymore.
She’s at least 5’8” though I don’t have an exact measurement because she doesn’t want to know how tall she is so she won’t let me measure. She’s in high school and has a high school social life. She turned 14 last week.
She’s so young for her grade, that her age never seems that old to me. I mean, some of her friends will be turning 15 in the next few weeks so she seems young by comparison. But still …
Doesn’t it seem like we just celebrated her Golden Birthday?
I think so too.
Tonight was Homecoming. We don’t let the kids date at this age so she went with a group of friends. We found her dress when we were in Denver last month and I just love it.
It’s so cute and so flattering (though when you’re a tall, teenaged dancer there isn’t much that doesn’t flatter) and the color is just perfect for her. It even looks great from the back so she chose to wear her hair up to show it off a bit. This is a good thing. Her hair is long and blonde and lovely but getting it to hold a curl is near impossible. This is what it looked like just after we took the sock bun out.
If we could get it to stay like that … sigh. Safer to put it into a cute pony tail which showed off the dress and if she loses her curls, will still be styled.
I really thought I’d have more pictures. The friends were meeting at a nearby restaurant and I thought the plan was to take pictures before they went for dinner. Turns out that even an unusually nice October day is still too chilly to stand around with bare legs in little dresses. They stood there through a few shots and then ditched the moms and headed in.
I’m glad I got a few at home before we left.
See that scab on the side of her knee?
That’s from a zombie attack.
She went to the Pumpkin Patch with some friends last week. During the day it’s designed for family fun, but at night everything is scary. There are zombies who walk around and try to freak people out and one of them (who looked to be about 10) approached Faith’s friend who screamed, of course. Then he turned to Faith who took of running … and promptly tripped over a pile of pumpkins and went sprawling. According to her friend who was laughing almost too hard to tell the story, there were arms and legs everywhere and a group of “cute guys” sitting near by laughed.
If that had happened to me at 14 I would have made the situation a whole lot worse by bursting into tears and/or getting mad. Faith managed to laugh along with everyone else which is, of course, the quickest way to get over embarrassment so good for her. Not so good were the bruises on both hips and the hole in her leggings and the blood dripping down her knee.
Ah well. It made for a good story.
And I think she pulls off the Formal Wear/Zombie Victim combo nicely, don’t you?