On October 21st, Ezra went to his first middle school dance. I have to say I was so proud of him because he went despite the fact that neither of his two good friends were going. I don’t think I would have done that at his age.
I tried to take a picture of him getting ready, but literally got the door slammed in my face.
Luckily I’d snapped this one before he knew I was there.
When I dropped him off, I took another one.
And then he was off! When I picked him up he gave me a brief report: he met up with a friend and they ate their weight in junk food. I didn’t hear anything about any dancing, but it sure seemed like he had a good time.