Then the conversation started. I told her there were more than just two types of choices. In my opinion there is Good, Bad, and Better. I know that it's not always good vs. evil. Sometimes it's good vs. good and that is the time that we have to choose the "Better" of the two choices. I told her that I wasn't mad at her just disappointed. Then I defined disappointed for her. I told her that I never thought that my daughter would be the one squealing and gallivanting up on the stand in the chapel. I asked her where the right place in the church was to be rowdy. She knew, the gym. I asked her if she thought is everyone was rowdy in the chapel like we can be in the gym if the chapel would be a pretty and preserved as it is. She replied no. I knew that she knew what the right choice had been. I knew she had gotten caught up in playing with her girlfriends. I pointed out to her that the choice she had made hadn't been horrible but it also hadn't been the best choice and we need to try to make the best choices possible.
After all the "discussing" was done, I hear a "Hey mom."
"Did you know the organ has keys on the floor? That is so cool."
Hey, maybe she learned more than one thing yesterday....good vs. better and organs are cool.