This past Saturday night was my firstborn's senior prom.
To be honest, by Saturday I was just about exhausted with the entire production...she's been planning since January!
But, then she came out of her room...
And, then we took the entire group of kids to a lovely home for photos...
I decided all that hoopla was well worth it :)
All in all it was a wonderful night...I suffered from the normal parental anxieties surrounding prom and waited up for them until their safe arrival home at 2 a.m.
The chaos was even more well worth it when my firstborn climbed up into my bed the next morning to tell the Head of My Household and me all of the details.
By Sunday it hit me like a load of bricks:
My baby is not a baby anymore.
I'm both immensely proud of her and incredibly sad at the same time.