I don't cry when my kids go to primary for the first time at 3-years old. I don't cry at preschool graduations. I don't cry when at 5-years old they go off to Kindergarten. I DO, apparently, cry when they turn 12 and go into the Young Women program at church. And apparently I DO get a little emotional when they turn 16. Heaven help me when Brennan comes to pick up Rebekah for a date tomorrow night...I'm pretty sure that if I cry as they walk out the door it might be humiliating, for both mother AND daughter.
To celebrate this momentous milestone birthday...well, we thought it would be appropriate for Rebekah to go on her first date. With her father. Maybe the sentiment wrapped around a father being his daughter's first date is only something I appreciate...still, Rebekah and Bryan had a good time. Dinner and then "The Avengers" movie made for a great evening.