Last night, I had a big date.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
I looked at the guy. His pants were two inches too short, his suit coat was buttoned wrong, and his tie was sticking out the bottom. "Bubba," I said. "We can't go to the red carpet ball with you looking like that!"
(Yes, my date was none other than my eight-year-old son, Bubba. He was taking me to the Mother-Son dance at the school.)
"But Mama," he said. "I don't have another suit."
"You don't?" I couldn't believe it. "What happened to the suit you wore a few months ago?"
"This is it!"
I sighed. Apparently the kid has done some growing.
I fixed his button job and told him to forget about the tie (which he greatly appreciated), and we headed off to the ball.
I needn't have worried about the suit, because after all of the break dancing on the floor, the running around, and the chocolate from the chocolate fountain, the suit was toast! But we had an absolutely marvelous time!
Before I go, I want to let you all know that Schultz, our enormous German Shepherd, is a guest over at Tracy Campbell's blog. (I think he's getting more popular than me!) If you'd like to see pictures and learn more about him, please stop by!