Senior Ball

Tim and I spent Saturday evening chaperoning Senior Ball. I thought it would be nice to dust off one of my old bridesmaids dresses and dance the night away with my students (I'm completely lying). It was nice to chat with friends from work and their spouses. All in all, we had a good time and the kids were all really well behaved. I am always excited to see the dresses and styles, but this year was the first year I have realized I must be getting old. Maybe it's a bad fashion year or maybe I am just not "with it" anymore, but most choices were "interesting," to say the least!! If anything, I hope our students realize how lucky they really have it. To live in this area and be able to rent a beautiful 5-story venue in the heart of San Francisco is hard to top. I've had to chaperone Senior Ball for several years and every time I feel like it's out of the movie, "She's All That."

Of course, the highlight of the evening was driving up to our house and noticing Sophie's light is on in her room. Mind you, it's midnight when we get home. After Tim and I took bets on what was going down inside, we finally headed in to witness the damage. Unfortunately, she woke up screaming for us and our babysitter tried to calm her down. Sophie got herself so worked up crying, she did her usual 'vomit on the comforter.' Our poor babysitter had to clean it all up and Sophie was sitting on the kitchen counter waiting for us while Marisol was cleaning up. Thankfully, she went back to bed after a quick story with Mommy! Of course, Sophie and Noah were bright-eyed and bushy tailed first thing in the morning so we couldn't indulge in sleeping in at all (or probably ever again in our entire lives). I've decided what parents really need is a babysitter to wake up with the kids in the morning after a long night out!