You don't use coupons at prom, Mom!
Three things I learned at my first prom as the mom:
1). Boys are WAY easier to help get ready than girls. Seriously! I was out getting a pedicure and eating Café Rio with my in-laws while Melody was juggling her 14 yards of gorgeous brown tulle. It almost didn't seem fair.
2). Apparently, my son informed me (as I started to pull out Ottavio's coupons when I heard where he was taking his date), it's not kosher to use coupons at prom.
3). Although a dress would be completely beyond me, I am going to learn how to make my own darn corsage--thank you very much--before I watch another kid fork out $20 for one stinkin' (but lovely) gerber daisy. Not that his cute date wasn't worth it, but I would've made her an armload of gerber daisies for half that!
(p.s. Here's a shout out to Melody for earning both 3rd Place and an honorable mention in Segullah's annual poetry contest. And in case you were wondering, I'm not bailing on compulsivewriter.com, but until I get smart enough to post photos in something other than thumbnail or you-don't-have-a-computer-big-enough-to-see-this size, I'm not entirely quitting my day job here at blogger.)
Comments
Okay, okay, you're right about the girls' prom preparation being a little more involved than the boys', but it's well worth it... Memories galore!
When I read this post I felt again what I've felt so many times before when I read about your kiddies or hear you talk about them: You are a great mom to your girl and boys! Coupons or no, they know you want only the best for them.
And you know I would help with a dress if you asked. Only for you, dear, only for you.
Mel--you know about L~'s fascination with duct tape. I keep hoping that when it's time for her prom I won't have to deal with a dress because she'll want to participate in the duct tape prom dress contest and make her own dress. Duct tape comes in such great colors these days!
I don't think we're ever ready for those coming of age moments when we realize our kids are growing up. But it's OK carronin. Times like these can be a lot of fun.
azúcar--I would love it if you would teach me. Thanks!
And here's the thing, dem. Here they have what's called promenade and parents are actually invited to come while each couple is "presented" and walks down the big staircase. Can you believe it?
How I wish everyone could understand the beauty of modesty.