Getting faster all the time

Yesterday my wife won a contract for some new work, the first time she has done so under her own steam, and my six year old daughter decided that we should do something to celebrate.

She opted for a meal in a chinese restaurant and insisted that we do it at a time that I would be able to get back from work for. She got herself dessed in her best party dress and smart party shoes and as she sat in the front passenger seat of our car beside her Mum she put on some of her Mum's lipstick.

Seeing this beautiful "young woman" sitting opposite me in the restaurant, pleased as punch at the way her plans had worked out, made me feel so proud and sad at the same time.

As I asked before - does anyone know how to put the brakes on?