...and he went to a ball..

Our youngest son, Nick went to his first high school dance on Saturday night, Kearney High's fall ball. He said he had a lot of fun at the dance,and he did dance with several girls...and he's looking forward to Winter Ball.

How hard it is to believe that our little Nicky-boy is almost all grown up! Is it possible that it's been fifteen years since that little guy came flying into our lives? After losing a baby and then trying for three years, he was a long awaited addition. He was such a good natured little guy, all of his older siblings just loved him to death. I remember Katie saying - after she had been the baby of the family for 10 years - Mom, I just didn't know I'd love him so much! After knowing how fast the big kids grew up, I really took the time to savor the childhoods of the little ones - and now here he is going to his first dance!
I am fiercely protective, much more than his dad, and am warily eyeing those potentially preditory females in public high school!
Dang, I wish I could interview them all before he even speaks to them, but I guess that would be asking a bit much, you think?
I know that I have to let him try his wings a bit, but I don't have to like it!
It was so much easier when he was a toddler and I could keep the dangers of the world out of his reach...


but he has a good head on his shoulders, and a solid base that Zion helped him with...
but that doesn't mean that I'm not going to keep my eye on him!
:-) and heaven knows I'll be praying about it!
Ah motherhood, no rest for the weary....
Blessings!
Lisa