My niece had her first dance at Jr. High Saturday night. It was a very big deal. VERY BIG. The dress, shoes, hair, nails, a little makeup, and jewelery! She looked (via pictures) stunning. She sat in anticipation (and believe me she is a stunning young lady - straight A's, cheerleader, community involvement, - get's that from this auntie) waiting for the young man to come. Time lapsed on, and no call...no boy, no Mother of the boy - nothing. And finally when the dance was due to start, the phone rings. The young man had decided he didn't want to go with her, broke up with my niece, and took someone else. NOT NICE. And my niece responded? Well at least I have this lovely dress for the dance weekend with my Nana in Kent next month! WOW! No tears, no crying....no pouting. She just said - Well Nana thanks for the pictures, got undressed and went back to IM'ing on the computer. Never said he was awful - nothing. She heard my Mom and sister talking and poked her head out and said "OH he'll be sorry some day - just not TOday." Love it! Kudos to my sister for raising a very healthy kid. -Auntie still grumbling about TWIT.