Last Friday was Steve’s Prom. He looked very smart in his black tux and bow tie. I bought him a rose for his lapel and a disposable camera to venture off to his dinner dance. The parents all met at a friends house to take pictures of the young ladies and gents all dressed up. Some I hardly recognized as I’m so used to the jeans and tshirts and running shoes. They had a brief reception until the suburban limo showed up. Then all was a buzz and the kids wanted to get the heck away from the parents. This particular group rented rooms at a local Comfort Inn for their after party. They stayed up practically the entire night and checked out at 11am. Steve came home to sleep for the rest of the day. The boys get off easy as all they have to do is show up. The girls did all the arranging and the fussing.