My high school son went to his junior prom on Saturday night…our last junior prom.
It’s so much easier having a son go to prom than a daughter. The daughters spend weeks and weeks planning, plotting, shopping, combing through magazines for hairstyles, making pedicure and manicure appointments. Trying out new make-up. Organizing pictures. Organizing limos. Returning dress #1 because dress #2 is so much better.
No…check that…dress #3 is really the one.
My sons got their tuxes ordered, about two weeks prior, under the panic of a deadline by their mother. Then, on the Saturday of the prom, they remember that they needed to order a corsage. Then, they have this tradition where they get a dozen roses (read: Mom and Dad pay…but still, a nice touch) for their date’s mother.
Other than that, the grooming preparation on Saturday for my son consisted of: bursting in the door at 4pm, hopping in the shower, throwing on the tux, and heading out the door by 4:30pm.
Know what you mean…Been there done that. Boys are much easier
LOL – the cartoon cracked me up. So did the contrast between the boy’s and and the girl’s preparation! I’ve got one of each, so it will be interesting to watch. Of course, my boy takes longer showers than I thought was humanly possible. . . .
Love the roses for his date’s mom. What a sweet touch.