The last prom in our household has finally come. NiBo's senior prom has come and gone. Being a member of his personal paparazzi I must admit I'm not that sad. It is a mad house running around for pictures, then fighting all the parents for the best shot at the group pictures is exhausting...and not to mention the crazy wind yesterday!
This year it was decided that there would be a "Grand March" and everyone attending Prom could have their name announced and walk the 'red carpet' across the gym in front of parents and friends.... kind of dumb. It took forever and was a little boring. It was kind of cool to get to see all the dresses and dorks in all white tuxes. Prom is a whole different ballgame these days, a mere seven years ago for my senior prom, girls didn't show off all the goods in low cut, backless, barely covers the bottom dresses.... kids these days. They also decided that rather than have all the kids driving to the big city on their own, they would spend much of their budget on charter buses to haul them to the out of town prom. Our banquet facilities aren't good enough here enough for the glamour seeking "rich" folk, but oddly enough the next small town over is more than happy to bring their prom here.... but I digress.
NiBo, I hope you had a great senior prom, even though they are lame. I hope the after prom hypnotist remembered to let you out of the spell and don't stay in super hero mode for life... enjoy the pics of NiBo hamming it up for the camera.
The Heisman
Air guitar
The Ricky Bobby, "I don't know what to do with my hands"
The annual peaking Pete pose
James Bond
The Grand March
Check out last year's prom post here!
Great pictures. I love the ball gown dresses. So beautiful. Not as fond of the big hair circa 1980's.
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