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PROM!

Ben got invited to a prom!

So, to all of you who told me I shouldn't homeschool my kids because they would miss out on going to a prom: Nyah-nyah!

He cleans up nice, doesn't he?


GQ pose.


Ben's was invited by the sister of one of his good friends. They live just a few blocks away from us and go to the same youth group.


She wanted to go to her prom, but isn't dating anyone so she asked Ben if he would like to go as friends.


After dressing Ben up like my own life sized Ken doll, we walked Ben to her house, and then her family joined us and we walked over to meet three other couples who were all going to the prom. As we walked, we picked up more and more neighbors until we had quite a little entourage following along. Ben turned around and looked at all of us and yelled, "Who are you people?? Leave us alone!"


All the prom attendees from our neighborhood had chipped in and gotten a limo to take them to the prom. I've never ridden in a limo. Katie has always wanted to, but we've never been able to work it into the budget. There were many brothers and sisters of those who were actually going to be using the limo standing around goggling at it. The limo driver very kindly offered to take them all for a spin around the block.


Katie seemed to like it.

Then all the young party-goers posed and posed and posed and posed for pictures.

I don't think they've had this many photos made since the day they were born.


Ben was the best looking boy of the bunch.

I'm not biased or anything.

Facts are facts.

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