Dancing Kings

Peter and Cooper went to church prom on Saturday night. The preparations included making sure all homework and chores were completed, washing laundry, and performing any needed clothing alterations. Peter's vest arrived that morning and didn't fit as tightly as he had hoped. I had him put it on backwards, pulled it to his preferred level of tightness, then pinned it in place. I sewed a line up the back, following the pins, hoping I wasn't ruining the vest since this was all very last minute and there was no backup. It worked out fine, thankfully.

They also had to do their hair. Whoever thinks boys don't care about their appearance doesn't know my boys. I reached out to Bryan's brother Spencer, who has amazing hair, and asked for tips to give Peter's hair volume. We followed his suggestions and they worked well, very very well.

After looking in the mirror, he agreed to let me cut his hair. I did a very quick, not super thorough job, but it worked. Cooper's hair naturally has lift, so he didn't need any extra help from me or the hairdryer. By the time they were both ready, they were running late. I stood on the front step and snapped a bunch of pictures hoping for a good one. I got a few, but none that is a good picture of both of them.

Then Bryan drove them nearly two hours to an IHOP in New Jersey where they met kids from our ward (some of them live in our neighborhood) for dinner, then on to the dance another twenty minutes away. The boys thought it was fun and had lots to report when they got home. The Dedication Award for the night goes to Bryan who sat in the car during a massive rainstorm while the boys danced the night away.