It is Prom season for the offspring of some bloggers I know and we are all proud of our progeny.
Kurt posted this: Celebration
Cheri posted this: Prom 2013
Maria mentions it here: Boys…As uncomplicated as Star Wars Underwear (her son Nicholas was Megan’s date)
Doug posted Burt & Syd last week.
And I will chime in here:
It was our third and final senior prom. Three daughters, three proms and now, we are done. Another step closer to experiencing the phenomenon known as “Empty Nest Syndrome”.
Everything was perfect, more or less. (It was perfect but there are always details, drama and last minute changes and I would think Maria has it right when she states boys are easier)
Megan attends a relatively small, Catholic school and her class, while being a collective group of unusually bright students, is also unusually low in number, being almost thirty percent smaller compared to other classes.
We attended the traditional, pre-prom dinner at the home of one of the parent’s (well, it was actually the home of an uncle of one of the students, but the uncle had kids at the school also), just like we did last year and it was fun to come together and have all the parents cook, serve and clean up after the kids (so what else is new?)
Well, off they went in the bus to the prom and we returned home, barely remembering that Megan was one of four girls in the “Prom Court”. She downplayed it, saying she didn’t have a chance, that all four girls were really close and they were all just happy to be nominated.
It was at 9:38pm (Later, That Same Evening) that I heard my phone ring with Megan’s ring tone (she is the only person who has a special ring on my phone) and when I answered she told me (through a few tears) that she was voted Prom Queen.
How cool is that?
Congratulations to Daddy’s Little Girl, The Prom Queen.
I thought of the title for this post, based on a song from the 1984 “Under Wraps” album, but Jethro Tull. If you want to listen, click here:
Later, That Same Evening