Prom Night

Awwwwwwww! Would you look at that cute little couple? How about that cute little couple with the goofy baby brother? Prom night just isn't complete without the family photo session.

Prom Night! Can you believe it? Geez. How old am I that my daughter is going to the Prom? Pretty damn old, that's how old. But anyhoo. Can you believe they're having prom on March 29? It's the middle of winter! I think it's 40 degrees out there and there's not a single leaf on a single tree. Not very prom-like, if you ask me. But prom night it is. The gods were smiling on me and I did not have to deal with the "can-I-stay-out-all-night-like-everybody-else" dilemma. First off, I would have said "no" because my daughter is only a sophomore. If she was a senior, it might be different. But luckily, Anna is in the middle of a big dance competition this weekend and she has to be back at the competition at 6:45 tomorrow morning. So when the prom ends tonight at 11:30, they're coming straight home. Well, that's the plan.

I remember having permission to stay out all night on my prom. I also remember being miserable at about 4:00 and wanting to come home, but staying out all night simply because I had permission.

Can I just say how much I like Anna's boyfriend? I have a huge soft spot for him. He is so sweet and cute -- and check out those teeth! He's a hard-worker and a good student. He doesn't smoke, his hobby is weight-lifting, and he's a lifeguard, too. I asked my friend, who happens to teach at his school, to check his permanent record. The report? "All the teachers love him, he's a great kid!" They have been dating since last summer. Awhile back, Anna decided to break up with him. I was pleading his case: "Are you sure? He's so nice, he's so cute...you don't find a guy like that every day." Fortunately he talked her out of it and they're still together. Easter Sunday, when I walked out to grab the newspaper, I looked up and saw about 50 eggs in our front yard. I went inside and said, "Paul, did you hide eggs in the front yard?" But no...it turned out that Aaron, (the boyfriend) had come over in the middle of the night to hide eggs in our yard. Eggs filled with her favorite candy. And there was one big egg with a gold bracelet with hearts and rubies and little diamonds. I said, "Wow, he reminds me of a boyfriend I once had -- his name was Paul and I married him."

So tonight they went to Ruth's Chris Steakhouse for dinner. Anna just walked in with her steak and almost caught me writing this post! She stuck it in the fridge and she's off to the dance.

Geez. I can't even believe my baby girl is going to prom.