"When I grow up will you go to Prom with me?" he asked my daughter.
I wasn't home at the time, but she called me instantly. "Mom, I got asked to PROM!!!!"
"Hooray!" I said. "By who?"
"Some little boy."
It gave me pause, but hey, I'm not picky. I just want my daughter to be loved.
After we got off the phone, she jumped into the shower. Just then another knock came at the door. The little boy was now a big boy, and he stood on our porch like Prince charming, with a dozen red roses in hand.
"Looks like your prom date grew up," called my son through the bathroom door.
Like I said before, I wasn't there, but I imagine she looked a little something like this when she said yes:
That darn romance will catch you off guard every time.
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