The Kid's school held it's first Mother and Son Sweetest Day dance. And this week, The Kid asked me (via a hidden note) if I would check Yes or No... to attend the dance with him.
Thankfully, I checked Yes.
The Kid and Grammy ordered my beautiful wrist corsage and Coach secretly padded The Kid's pocket with dinner money. And off we went... on our date.
After a peaceful (sista free) dining experience. We chatted and exchanged pleasantries (The Kid pulled out my chair and asked for the bill). At the Dance, we stumbled upon the Second Cutest Couple and danced side by side for the remainder of the evening. Apparently, the majority of Mother/Son combos are not so interested in each other's company or smooth dance moves. Out of the MANY attendees, we were practically the only four dancing away the evening.
Which was a crying shame.
The Bride (Otherwise known as The DJ) sideswiped me with a surprising Hallmark moment, choosing to play my Top Three Favorite song.
As I danced with my eldest, my only son... I was a bit chocked up, as I realized the tiny baby I had danced to sleep nightly, is now a very tall pre-teen-ish. And I suspect, our future slow dances are numbered. I am grateful for tonight and the memories made.
"So take the photographs,
and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time"
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.