Giggling.
Chattering.
Shrieking.
Three friends eventually emerged dressed and ready for the Homecoming Dance. Chayse had waited patiently on the stairs to see the "pretty" dresses.
Though they didn't leave me much time for driving, we managed to arrive with 11 minutes to spare.
A few hours later I returned, and three happy girls clamored aboard, and the excitement of the evening poured out. Ron and I smiled and teasingly interjected from time to time.
Fun memories. Pretty girls. Sweet dreams.
Star quality! Glad chase has such great siblings to look up to... funny how much older siblings impact just being there. Yup I dreamed of a red dress, acting, a trap line, "lettering"early... ha us lil ones are a bit creepy huh?!
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