One of the rites of passage in high school is Junior Prom. You get asked to Prom by a nice guy in a creative way. You get to answer back is a silly way. Then you get to go dress shopping and buy a big poofy dress and get all froofy for one night. Oh Prom.... Wait... I didn't go to Prom. Yep, I was a loser who never got asked. I didn't get asked out once in high school, didn't go to any of the boys' choice dances. Oh I have a sad life. Anyways, moving on. Emma got asked to Prom by Dylan. So, I got to live vicariously through her. On Saturday March 26th Travis and I made sure to be at my parents' house before Dylan came so we could see Emma and meet her date (Emma was so thrilled to see us there. NOT!). Emma's friend Ashley was at my parents' to get ready with Emma. They both looked so beautiful!
Ashley and Emma 
Emma insisted my mom put the boutonniere on Dylan. 
Oh so cute! Cutest thing ever... Dylan brought a rose for my mom! He scored major points with that one. 
Emma's corsage 
Ashley and Aaron
2 comments:
Oh goll, Sarah..
i never went to a boy's choice dance either. :(
oh well, we're still alive!
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