Slowing creeping farther away

I'm losing her slowly but surely. My daughter has requested that we move our traditional Father-Daughter dinner from Wednesday next week to Tuesday. I ask her why and she mentions that she wants to go to some event with her friend on Wednesdays. I don't have a problem moving our day, but I'm wondering what will be changing next. It starts out with our dinners and then I'm losing her for the summer next year. I can feel her slowly slipping away.

Friends... they're nothing buy trouble I tell ya! I know she needs them, but she needs her old man as well. She is in the seventh grade this year. God almighty... I remember that grade all to well. We were constantly getting in trouble in the seventh grade. I would sneak over to my girlfriend's house after school. Of course my parents knew nothing about the girlfriend or the sneaking. Could this be what I have to face in the following years? Do they make tracking markers to place on your child? You know, like a tag marker to clip to her ear or something.

I've caught boys checking her out this past summer when she was with me. My intense x-ray vision stare at them sent them a clear message. If one of them dares come up and talk to her in front of me, I'm stabbing his eyes out with a spork. Deep breath Daniel... Count to ten.

Mexican dads are the worst when it comes to our daughters. I thought I was different, but I'm not. Just let them come. I'm going to start carrying around my Taco Bell spork in my back pocket just in case.