The Lone Star Girl came in the kitchen today and asked me if the dress she was wearing - that could only be described as a version of the classic little black dress - made her hips look big. I told her no, that she looked nice, and she meandered off. Lone Star Pa gave me a shocked and somewhat panicky look. Yep, Daddy, that was our little girl.
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Isn't it scary how they grow up so fats?
Fast, LOL.
It sure is!
It's just not right that somehow she's picked up on the "big hips" worry.
I know what you mean, but she has actually gained like half he body weight again since adolescence struck, so I get where she's coming from.
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