Ah, the memories

A funny thing happened at my house on Saturday night.

A 16 year-old boy came over to hang out with my daughter.

This would be a first for us, and I couldn't help but giggle throughout the evening.

He's a very sweet boy, and we enjoyed his visit.

But it reminded me so much of when I was dating my husband. (Wait, who am I kidding? He's s
still like this.)

This boy came over after the Dallas Cowboy game had begun. He said hello to my daughter and then his eye caught the television.

It was pretty much over after that.

He sat on the couch next to my daughter, who was next to her dad.

I sat in the chair by the window, and while the guys were talking sports, my daughter looked at me and shook her head.

I just smiled and shrugged. What can I say?

The boy did talk to her, too, but he definitely knows his sports.

I thought it was pretty cute.

Originally posted December 2008 @ Mom in Transition