My guy Dexter is going to his first dance tonite. Actually, he is there right now. I dropped him off about 15 minutes ago. I am still a mess. How did this happen so fast? I am not ready for the dreaded three D's. Dances, dates, or driving. As I watched my little guy strut across the parking lot to a large group of kids, I had one hope. I hope he has a blast.
He looks so grown-up...I'm never going to be ready for the first dance.
Posted by: the kid | August 29, 2009 at 09:33 AM