Last Friday night, my girl attended her first Freshman Dance as a high schooler! Sniff Sniff, we will not discuss the whole High School thing right now and how I am feeling old as dirt and get into trouble when I continue to refer to her as my 'wittle peanut'.
dress remake this year... we went store bought. Believe me I wanted to make a dress but I have to admit i can't do it all. So thank you God for allowing us to happen upon this dress!
Oh my gosh... she even wore makeup! That is a first for this girl. I do think there is a girly girl in there somewhere! Seemed to like Mommy's blingy sparkly earrings as much as I do.
Long story short, She had a blast! I made sure she and her friend made it safely inside the school cafeteria which was transformed to a night in Vegas... lovely night for them.
I retreated to the car, where I began to hyperventilate and cry! You'd have thought I just dropped them off on the corner of the worst city in the world for the murders and wrongdoers to have their way with them! Longest 3 hours of my life. I was so afraid someone would tease or make fun or stare like we've been experiencing A LOT lately.
The next day she found out that I had cried. She turned to me and told me I was SillY. No one made fun of them, no one was mean, in fact... she danced! She danced with her friends from the average classes. Everyone loved her dress and told her how pretty she was! Mommy did a Happy Dance of her own! Just a few more before you go!