Monday

I had a flight this morning before the winds picked up, and from there it was just lunch and running around.  Store, errands, took Kaylee out of school a bit early to take her to a dentist appointment, from there home long enough to get some stuff then back out to the school for a Starlets practice from 6-7.  I got gas and sat at a Subway for an hour, took one of her friends home afterwards, and finally we made it back.

She's doing okay. Her choir director hugged her today and asked her if she'd be okay, and encouraged her to try out again next year.  Her friends are supporting her, and her attitude is swinging around.  She's still really disappointed, but she's turned the corner.  I know, small potatoes in the grand scheme of life, and I'd only talk about it with the few folks who read this, I just hate it when my girl is sad.