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i’m in trinidad for a week, primarily for this reason:

My first born

My first born

father/daughter dance

father/daughter dance

it’s hard to believe that she’s been here three weeks but she has and tomorrow afternoon she begins the first leg of her journey home. there is already a pallor over the house. the boy chick is loathe to lose his partner in crime and near constant companion and i know exactly how he feels. there was a different tone to the house over the last three weeks and i’m going to miss it.

 Post Dinner Glow

i’m going to be even more conspicuously absent than i’ve been with the arrival of my younger daughter later today. she’s going to spend the next three weeks here and i’m looking forward to it.

there are pictures of the revised office bedroom, here.  thank you and good night. remember to tip your waitress.

things must be dire if i`m quoting Ms. Spears or is that Mrs. Federline?

actually it`s really quite simple, my younger daughter has passed her Secondary Assessment Exam and is moving on from primary (or elementary school, for those of you unfamiliar with the British school system) to high school.

i think i covered this last year when my older daughter passed the same exam. they are no longer little girls, well they were never little. my younger daughter is a towering  5` 6″ at 12 and her sister is just marginally shorter. i`m still in awe, i have teen and pre-teen girls in high school, luckily they`re at the same school and i`m incredibly proud of both of them. i have young women.

this is a humbling and frightening thought. i remember what i was like in high school and hope they don`t make the same mistakes. i`ve always joked about getting a gun and being that father sitting on the porch when the young men come to visit but they`re growing up and i`m missing so much of it. i miss them so much.