My middle daughter has been asked out on her first date since she became old enough to date. The young man has agreed to our first condition, which is that the first date be dinner at our house so we can size him up. We’re looking at something very simple and all-American–burgers, fries, green beans, and dessert. I have to get the public areas of the house cleaned up and neatened for company. And although he’d never admit it, both my husband and I are scared to death. 🙂 We don’t want to scare the boy (well, my husband might, just a little) and upset our daughter. And I am trying to figure out how to be myself without being as bipolar as usual.
I don’t know what she’s told him about my condition. Knowing her, she hasn’t mentioned it. She doesn’t like talking about it, to me or anyone else. I know I probably shouldn’t mention it either. That’s her relationship and what she tells him is her business. We don’t know how serious they are–they met at church about a month or so ago and have been talking for a while. She told us that he asked her to date him and asked us if that was okay. So here we are. We didn’t go through this with our oldest since she didn’t date in high school. So we will see how this works. Pray for all of us as we sort through this particular bit of uncharted territory. 🙂