My youngest daughter had her music exam yesterday. She went in happy and well prepared. She came out in tears.
I wasn't all that concerned as she's still little for gosh darn sake, and really in the grand scheme of things this exam isn't going to make a huge difference in her life.
Still, I was a little surprised today when my happy go lucky, roll with the punches, life is sunny kid was still upset about it.
I talked to her music teacher and found out that the part of the exam my daughter thought she didn't do well on is worth about 10% of the total exam mark.
My daughter brightened up a bit at this news.
But this made me realizethat my youngest is growing up and starting to take these kinda things more seriously. I guess I can't just assume now that these trials aren't going to affect her any more - my youngest is no longer a baby.
So, I did what any good female would do if another female was upset.
I took her shoe shopping.
And then we had ice cream for dinner.
It made her smile.
My youngest may look like her Dad, but in reality?
The girl's all me.
I love you little one.