During the very first week of high school, Courtney was asked to go to the Homecoming dance. It was hard enough to send her off to high school, but then for THIS?!?
Since she is not much of a girly-girl, she wanted Granma to make her dress so that it would be long yet short enough, and ‘show’ too much. This is what she looked like.
…and this is what she looked like when she realized ‘yep, my mom is that mom’…
Still not sure why it was shocking to her that instead of just dropping her off at dinner with her friends, that I dropped her at the door, parked the car, strolled right up in there and got a few pictures…does she know me at all?!?