My oldest daughter just turned 16, and is now, "legal" dating age.
There is a young man who’s liked her for a long time, and they have gone on group dates before.
He’s a nice kid and I was really impressed that his father actually called me to make sure it was OK with me.
In a conversation the other day she says, "Mom?" "I’m old enough to date now right?" I said, "Yes, as long as he’s a nice boy and treats you with respect."
She says, "OH he is and don’t worry, I can beat him up!" LOL
Funny how all it takes is my daughter ready to date to turn me into Ms Victorian.
"When will Master Cody be calling on you, Miss Alaura?"
She’s lucky she doesn’t live during the time of my Italian great-grandparents.
He was not even allowed to touch her hand, and they had to always have another person with them.
The story goes that one day she was not wearing gloves, and he, seeing an opportunity, gave her some almonds, and thus touching her hand.
By doing so, he was obligated to propose… which he says was his plan anyway. lol