Twice Monday there were boys at my door.
Looking for my daughters.
Sure…they’re friends now…
…but what if these boys bring friends of their own over? And what if those boys mistake my daughters’ outgoing nature for flirtation? (You shut your mouth about my daughters being flirts. I’ll not hear such a thing.) And what if <gasp!> my daughters do the same to these boys?
::sigh:: Looks like the building of the Higgison Girl Bubble as Protection of Innocence has to begin a little earlier than we planned.
Not at all.