And breathhhhhhhhh….. At last the prom/ball has been and gone. Prom day started early in our house due to my daughter being a tad excited and unable to sleep past 5am. I was awake too with my recurring nightmare that I hadn’t ironed her dress keeping me from falling back to sleep. I had ironed the dress a week ago and then again a few days ago and yet again the night before but when I slept my brain kept playing tricks on me.
The day was filled with nail and hair appointments for my daughter and her two friends. At last the most exciting bit arrived, putting the dress on. As I waited with the other mums all you could hear were excited squeals and giggling laughter and then three gorgeous girls sheepishly made their way into the room to a chorus of approvals.
They weather was forecasted fine with a small shower and right as they arrived at the venue the hailing began. It went on and on getting heavier and heavier but in good old British spirit we carried on regardless.
The prom and after party were all enjoyed and one very tired daughter returned the next day declaring it was all a success and she loved every minute.