Of course this is OLD but maybe I don't look THAT much different after all.I never thought the day would actually come that I would have a high school student, or one that attending the dances, let alone be the old lady in charge of them. It was a 40 hour week just getting this wonderful even thrown together and when I finally got home after midnight last night I was stunned by how magical silence is. The decorations turned out great (yahoo, I made a balloon arch, with lots of help) and we had more than enough refreshments. I was so impressed with the kids that go to the school. I only had two students give me any attitude, one we'll call "peacock" because that is exactly how his hair looks, and the other we'll call "fedora" because that is his hat of choice. I had the pleasure of escorting them out of the dance on more than one occasion. The highlight of the evening was when I walked up on two kids making out and they didn't stop. I finally gave a loud clearing of the throat noise to which they looked at me and kept on going. Finally I said "excuse me, I'm a mom". Their eyes got huge and they were very embarrased to confess they thought I was a student. DUDE, I was mistaken for a high school kid, I felt so young. Zach, Mr Social had a great time and it was a real relief to see that even in those kind of social settings he still acknowleges me and tells me he loves me. We came out after the dance to find our car, which really needs to be washed, covered with hearts drawn in the grime. I'm sure they were meant for me and not Zach. The other kids had spent the entire day helping set up and Bailey was so bummed that she wasn't allowed to attend. She even mopped the gym floor because it was driving her nutts. I am pretty sure she'd be offered a job is she ever wants one. I slept for 6 hours straight without even going to the bathroom. I guess all that hard work tuckered me out. On that note, I'm going to take a much deserved bath!
