Our 15 year old son attended his first formal dance this past weekend. I think he had almost as much fun as I did.......I got to take he and his friend tux shopping last weekend. It was fun to watch them choosing plain vs. pleated shirt, double or single breasted jacket, and then, oh my, the choice of colors for vest and bow tie. They spent half the time trying to contact their dates to figure out what color their dresses were. Honestly, how did our dates do it before cell phones??
And how easy is it to be a boy? Just shower and dress! Our daughter begins the whole event weeks before, planning appointments for up-do, mani/pedicures, make-up, limos.....I think for the girls, the getting ready part is more fun than the actual dance.
Their group all met at one of their houses and had a lovely dinner and dessert before being transported the old fashioned way; by their parents. Those of us who stayed to help with the dinner had the added pleasure of being able to be the proverbial fly on the wall. This is a group of kids that are still heartbreakingly innocent; I only hope they can remain so as long as possible.
Though promising that he "doesn't dance", our son apparently danced the night away. He came home confident in the fact that his first dance had been a success. OK, yes, I admit it. I do live vicariously through my children. When they are happy, I am thrilled. When they suffer, I suffer. So for now, the grey skies outside are overshadowed by the sunshine within our home.
Sistah
This is so sweet! Hurray for him! I love my nephews and nieces so much!
Posted by: andrea | February 04, 2008 at 08:53 AM
I have a 15-year old nephew who went on his first formal dance with a girl last fall, and it was pretty much the same. So cute and sweet - somehow he did manage to ask the girl he liked, but when it came to the group dinner before the formal, he ended up hanging out with his guy friends while the girls stood on the other side of the patio. His mom (sistah-in-law) had to go over to J and suggest that he actually try to sit with his date and talk to her!
Posted by: Biggie's Mom | February 04, 2008 at 01:19 PM
*sigh*
I had a blast at my high school dances. I can't wait to live through my children.
Posted by: Rachel | February 05, 2008 at 08:43 AM
I absolutely hated dances when I was in high school. Then again, I had an undiagnosed anxiety disorder at the time.
Still, I get nervous just thinking about sending my daughter off to one.
I need to get back in therapy, I think.
Posted by: Jenny | February 05, 2008 at 11:20 AM