Monday, October 11, 2010

Dance Night


My date for the Mother/Son dance was handsome. And a little solemn or grumpy - not sure which. It may have been residual from a baseball game in which some errors were made...or maybe he was just a little tired from a long day (I did notice circles under his eyes). The timing was unfortunate because we literally ran home from the baseball game and threw on clothes and left in about 5 minutes so that we could get in at least an hour of the dance. It was one of the first times ever that I got several pictures of Liam looking like he was wishing he was somewhere else. Please tell me that he's not "over" going to a dance with his mother already at the tender age of 7.

He tells me he had a good time. I know I did. We were both awkward dancers again, and that was okay. I enjoyed watching his dance moves. I think he enjoyed most going to McDonald's afterward to get a chocolate dipped ice cream cone.

Oh yes, and my date had a very distracting dangler. A tooth, that is. It's just hanging out there by a thread, and is all I can see right now when I look at him. We took some funny, albeit disturbing, close-up pictures of the tooth on my phone while we were at McDonald's and he laughed so hard. He wouldn't let me pull it, and I figured if he was nice enough to go out with me I shouldn't pull off any of his parts. Not good date etiquette.

It is funny how quickly the kids notice when something is different about me. Owen spotted the earrings and additional ring instantly. He asked me to take the earrings off for some reason. I never wear jewelry, so I think he just didn't know what to think. Natalie just kept smiling at me and telling me how pretty I looked because I was wearing lipstick. If that's all it takes, I guess I should wear it more often. Owen was disappointed he couldn't go, but I was home in time to put him to bed and I told him that someday I would take him to a dance too. He pumped his fists in the air and yelled "Yessss!" The smaller they are, the better they are for your ego I suppose. Still, I loved spending some time with my big boy.

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