This Saturday will be one of those milestones you think
about when your kids are young. My son
will be attending his junior prom with his girlfriend. The closer it gets, I feel myself becoming
sappy and thinking back to when he started school. As we sat in his room last night talking
about prom, I told him not to be surprised if I am crying. He was mortified at the thought this would
ring true. For months now, I have been
teasing him about becoming a chaperone just so I can watch him at prom. This went over like a lead balloon as you can
imagine, so I will have to settle for lots of pictures ahead of time.
Even though I am saddened by the thought of my baby boy
going to prom, I know he will have a blast.
There will be a group of about 15 of his friends riding together in a
limo. Really, a limo? I could have only hoped my parents would have
sprung for a limo, but it just shows how times have changed. Honestly, I am
happy he will be going in a limo. At
least I will not have to worry too much about him getting lost. That would be a very unpleasant phone call to
his girlfriend’s parents if they got lost.
Nonetheless, I know he and his girlfriend will make some amazing
memorizes on their very special night.