Prom...really?

Saturday our girl went to prom.  We've had homecoming, winter formal and all those fun dances; but prom is different.  It marks the progession to adulthood.  I wasn't ready for this, neither was her daddy.  I may be one of the youngest of all my friends, but I have the oldest children (even though they are my stepkids).  I heard several times this weekend, "you guys are not old enough to have a kid going to prom!"  Yes, I know.  I too do not know where the years have gone. 

I still picture her as the little three year old who loved her daddy's mustang.  She was devastated when he sold it and bought the "yucky" car.  (It was a Taurus SHO...fast, sporty...but to her, just yucky.)  She was beyond excited when he bought another one and painted it her favorite color.  (It happened to be his favorite color too, she  kept saying "daddy painted it for me!")

I digress...back to Jordan.

She had a blast getting ready with her mom.  She did not want to get her hair done professionally.  No need for a pedicure, she said it would just be ruined Monday at soccer practice.  She is a t-shirt and jeans kinda girl...with flip-flops, I love that about her.  She doesn't let the peers around her influence who she wants to be.

So her daddy and I went over to her mom's to take pictures.  Both her and Sean were amazing, they humored all six parents with tons of pictures.  Even silly ones; which I promised not to post.  I was sworn to privacy on those. =)

(This was her posing as though she pinned it on him.  It took two moms to get this thing secured.  Why, oh why, can't they make them easier like the girls' flowers?)

I'm not ready for this growing up thing.  Can't we just stop the clock for a 'lil while?