Gosh, that sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, doesn't it? The homeschool prom, part Geography Bee, part Bible verse recitation contest!
Larry is one of the chaperones. David, let it be said, has attended under duress, having no interest whatsoever in an event that does not involve airplanes or computers. Given that most of his friends will be in attendance, we're pretty sure he'll have a good time, anyway. And besides, I was just dying to see him in a tie.
|David can't do ANY of this with his hair.|
David, on the other hand, wandered into his room at 5:30 this afternoon, threw on his khaki pants, dress shirt, blazer, and dress shoes; he then sauntered downstairs, where Larry showed him how to put on one of his ties. They walked out the door at 5:45, leaving me feeling as though we must have forgotten something. 15 minutes? Really?
No wonder guys always seem so much less stressed.
[Bonus points to anyone who recognizes where the title of this post comes from!]
[Prom hair image: Camille - La Vie]