My Beautiful Girl played her cello in her first "proper" concert. I nearly burst with pride. I'm well aware of how unseemly it is to brag about one's child. I am also aware of the Curse of the Smug Mummy (teenage horrors await) but I don't care. I was - I am - SO proud. She's such a great kid.
I love you, my beautiful, Beautiful Girl.
I remember watching my daughter (then only 13) sing at a talent show at her school. She was brilliant, but I was a combination of pride and stress and tears brought on by both.
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