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Prom 2018

I was so happy to see sunshine and decent temperatures on Saturday.  Michigan has been rather cold and rainy of late, so this was a pleasant and welcome surprise.  No need for the girls to wear their winter coats or for the boys to carry umbrellas to keep their beautiful dates dry.  Thank goodness!

I took too many photos. (pssst...there's no such thing!)

I also tried to grab little videos throughout the day to commemorate this milestone in my youngest boy's life.  This wasn't just another dance, after all, it was his first prom.  His first tux.  His first and very likely only...crowning!



Gage and Addi were voted as the Junior class's Prince and Princess!
This was so very unexpected.  By me.  By Gage.  We had even talked about who would get the crowns for their class.  We had a couple of likely candidates, neither of which were Gage and Addi.  So imagine my surprise when he walks into the house and tells me to stay on the couch where I had been sitting up reading a book while waiting for him and his cousin to get home from the Splash Village after party.

I want you to understand that I immediately assumed the worst.  I thought he had injured his still fragile nose again.

He fumbled around in the kitchen for a few minutes and then walked into the living room wearing his crown and sash over his after party attire. 

Gage surprising mom.
He told me that Addi wanted so badly to Snapchat me and let me know they had won and he wouldn't let her.  He relished the idea of surprising his dad and me.  The little stinker!  Throughout the night we had wondered why they weren't posting pictures to their stories.  This explained it! 

I am so happy for them.  I know this made Addi's first prom magical.  And Gage loved that she was so happy.

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