Remember that “sneak peek” photo from last Thursday?
Here’s how those clothes looked on my younger son last Saturday. So devilishly dashing!
Unfortunately for the stalking photo mom, the only part of “prom” that I got to enjoy was taking hundreds of pics before the kids left for dinner. Oh, how I wanted to be a Nikon-equipped fly on the wall at the Royal Sonesta hotel, the site of their dance in the Houston Galleria! And it’s not like the kid even bothered to pull out his iPhone 4S and snap one lousy photo while he was there (“lousy” because we all know how bad indoor iPhone pics are).
I would’ve paid good money just to have seen him milking the cow while grooving to the music. It’s his signature dance move!
Instead I had to be satisfied with just snapping away Saturday afternoon. Sigh!
Sidebar: The Mister was chatting with one of the dads, who he didn’t know. The guy told the Mister that the group was using a professional photographer. Guess who that was?!? Sorry, but I’m a bogus pro whose photographic weakness is group shots.
There’s nothing quite like having 12 sets of parents taking photos for 45 minutes when it’s 86 degrees out in the blazing sun. Talk about your sweat city!
But it was a wonderful memory for everyone that won’t soon be forgotten. Plus the kid had a great time that evening and the next day at a bay house in Surfside Beach.
Now we start that lightning-quick spiral through three more weeks of school, graduation, and ProGrad. Let’s sloooooooow it down!