"Where are you going, my little one, little one
Little dirndl's and petticoats, where have they gone?
Turn around and she's tiny,
Turn around and she's grown,
Turn around and she's a woman
Going out on her own."
I knew it was coming. I realized at some point that this day would get here. It just came faster than I wanted; slipping up on me quietly when I wasn't looking.
My daughter is out on her first date.
He's a nice boy and no stranger. They have liked each other - on and off - for three years, and going to a small school they share hallways, classes and activities.
But it's still hard.
Curfews, expectations and respect were discussed and as they are reliable, responsible kids, I shouldn't worry.
But I do.
I said a silent prayer as they headed out the door and watched as they pulled out into dusk. You can bet I'll be waiting up anxiously until I see her home safely again.
The clock ticks a little slower tonight.
I'm on the Mother Watch.