Truth Or Dare With My Daughter And Her Friends
I turned off the tv, stretching and rolling my neck as I stood, smiling at the squealing, happy ruckus coming from downstairs. It seemed like only yesterday that Hailey had been bouncing on my knee, giggling happily in her little pink footie pyjamas. And now here she was, on the cusp of adulthood, celebrating her birthday with her friends. I walked down the stairs, knocking on the wall to announce my presence. “Safe for me to come down?” I called, and was greeted by a loud burst of laughter. “Hey Dad. What’s up?” Hailey turned to ask, all five of them smiling brightly (and maybe just a touch guiltily?) as they looked up at me from their spots on the couches and chairs they’d pulled into a loose circle in the middle of the room. …