Hunter had his first "dress up" dance at school last Friday, The Winter Formal, (which wasn't actually very formal at all). He asked two different girls to the dance and one accepted last minute. Hunter wanted to go all out but he was worried about our budget. After he went on line and got an idea of what he wanted, we went shopping and picked out ties and matching shirts, a belt and slacks. He borrowed a pair of Wes's size 13 shoes (doubled his socks and they fit!). Then a fresh haircut and we are good to go right??? WRONG! We are sitting in the salon and he receives a text message and then another, and another, the second girl is now inquiring about his availability, ON THE DAY OF THE DANCE! He said, "Um Mom, I think we have a problem..." We??? I don't get to dance and wear cute clothes. He was honest and worked it out with her. We rushed to basketball practice, had the coach loosely assemble his tie, flew home, he showered (I hope) and when it was all said and done, he looked simply dashing. When I fixed his tie and I almost cried seeing just how grown up he looked. I said, "my Baby is growing up", he replied, "Momma, your Baby isn't a baby any more." He unknowingly broke my heart in two right then and there.
After the dance...
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OH how i missed you! Hunter looks incredibly handsome and I just can't get over how big Ms. Morgan is getting. Really...need some time to see you guys.
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