I never asked anyone to prom. When I went to prom, it was a last minute ask from a friend whose boyfriend had just dumped her, a girl who lived next door to my grandparents who I had known since we were toddlers. So it’s fun for me to see how creative the boys around here get when they ask a girl to prom. Both times my daughter has been asked, the boy has tried to be creative. None of those asks where the boy shuffles up, head down, with a “ummm… wouldja like to go to prom with me?”. Two years ago, it was a jar filled with cheese flavored Goldfish treats and a message on the lid that asked “Out of all the fish in the deep blue sea, I would like nothing better for you to go to prom with me”. Not bad. There are more elaborate ways to ask, but that would be frivolous. But the ask is more fun.
So last night, Alyssa’s friend Matt showed up at our house to set up his prom invitation to our daughter. He had made arrangements with Alyssa’s friend, Jess, to get her out of the house. Jess took Alyssa down the street to McDonalds for a quick drink and talk. Matt brought his friend David, a “flambouyant” individual who was terribly excited to be there, to assist. He spelled out “Prom?” in our driveway in tea lights, with a heart shaped tin that had a necklace inside. Nice touch. The kid is all right.
She said yes.
(Oh, and happy 17th birthday to my daughter!)