Yesterday, I took the day off from work to run around with my daughter to get ready for her High School Prom. She had a manicure/pedicure, got her hair done and by the time it was all over, it was time to go to Pre-prom at her friend’s house.
Pre-prom was nuts! Parents were like the paparazzi. There were 18 kids altogether for the Hummer limo, 9 couples. Every where these kids turned, parents were following them taking photos. (I know I took at least 100 photos with two cameras in my hands.) It was certainly a site to see.
My son tried to get into every photo. Why? Because he’s a “little brother” and he likes to do those things. Half of the photos I took, you will see his little head appear. (It’s like Waldo in the game “Where’s Waldo?”)
When the hummer limo came, it got worse. All the parents and grandparents ran to the front of the house to take photos. We practically stopped traffic! My son jumped in the limo and for a little while I actually thought he was going to go with the older kids to the prom. But he didn’t.
My mother in law looked at me as my daughter got into the limo and she said, “this reminds me of when you had your prom and everyone was at my house getting into the limo!”
In a small way, it was like having the prom a second time around…
