Homecoming Pictures!

This is my son and his best friend. I call him my "other son," he calls me his "other mother," and they call each other "my brother from another mother." After I snapped this last night, I said, "Hey, I thought this was Homecoming, not the Father/Son Dance!" We've been laughing at their size difference for as long as they've know each other. It's actually not so bad now that his buddy has finally grown higher than my son's elbow!
Never before seen here on ChiTown Girl.....ME!!! I've never posted my photo (since I'm NOT the least bit photogenic!!) but my son looks so damn handsome, I had to do it! But, don't get excited, it'll probably never happen again!
His "date." Isn't she cute! There are some close-ups of them that I had us cracking up because all you can see is braces!!
The whole gang! All of these kids went to grade school together, and all just graduated together in June. It's great that they are so close. (No "couples" here, just buddies!) These 30 kids have always acted like brothers and sisters for the past 9 years.

After the dance, we all came back here to my house, and the kids just hung out. The girls put on some of my son's sweats and they all just kicked back. Another one of his friends came by with his cousin, and of course all the parents were here, as well. We had such a great night! Actually, while the kids were all at the dance, the parents all went to check out the bar. They loved it (Naturally!) and are already planning another "Parents' Night Out" at the bar.

The plan was to build a fire and make s'mores, but by the time the dance ended and we got home, it was too cold for the girls to stay outside. I think the temp dropped to the low 50s, maybe even the high 40s. No worries, they had just as much fun in the basement. I ended up putting some pizzas in the oven at about midnight, so they were happy! I think they all wanted to turn the night into a sleep-over, but the parents had had enough. I'm sure it had nothing to do with all the martinis that were consumed ;-)


So, my baby (and I!) survived his first Homecoming Dance! Yay!! There was one black spot, however. His father (aka the Cocksucking Jagoff!!) decided to show up at my son's friend's house when we were taking pictures, so that he could take some as well, and see the kids. I know, I know, what's the problem, right? Well, for starters, I want him to drop dead. Second, he's never been involved in ANYTHING my son has done for the past 15 years. So why the sudden interest? Is it because it gave him the opportunity to show off his new wedding band, which was prominently displayed on his ring finger? (Ask me how often he wore "my" wedding band. Go 'head. Let's see, all combined, including our reception, about 18 hours in 17 years!!) Or, even worse, was it because he saw this as some weird rite of passage? My son is becoming a man, so I'd should be there. God forbid!!! I will NOT allow my son to follow in THOSE footsteps, come hell or high water. Jeez, I feel a major rant coming on, so I'll just move on.


Since this will NEVER happen again, I'll leave you with one more little "treat." Enjoy! tee hee! (You're lucky I was having a good hair day! haha!)