He showed up a few hours later with some instructions for me. He had a bright pink pillow case with the word PROM spelled out in stitched on letters that he wanted me to fill with her pillow and put on her bed. (It was seriously cute....I was impressed.) He also had his name printed out big and bold on white paper along with some glow in the dark stars...all of which he wanted me to stick to her ceiling. Then finally, a little note to give to her after she had seen the whole thing. I did as he instructed and then hoped, hoped, hoped that she actually liked this Aaron boy....I'd never heard of him before.
Rebekah came home shortly and was delighted to have been asked to Prom. She said that though she didn't know Aaron super well seeing as he isn't part of her hang-out-on-weekends group of friends, that he was really nice and they had been friends since 8th grade...and were in seminary together this year.
She answered him....an Easter theme, a basket with delicate little dyed eggs, the insides blown out and little pieces of paper inside. And then a few weeks later we hauled a couple of Rebekah's friends along dress shopping...she always does better with numerous people giving her advice and feedback, and she trusts her friends more than she trusts me. (I always smile a little when after I say something, Rebekah turns to her friends only to have them agree with what I've said. See? I'm not that old and unstylish....) We found THE DRESS at our first stop. But though Rebekah loved the dress, she still wasn't sure. I think our conversation went something like this:
Rebekah: "What if there is something I like even better at another store?"
Me: "Well, then it won't matter because you'll stop looking and never know."
Rebekah: "But I'll always wonder....."
We made a mad dash to our other favorite store. And we did find another contender. But within just a few minutes, Rebekah knew that the first dress at the other store in that other town 20 minutes away really was THE DRESS. I guess it's good to be sure. I mean, this is PROM after all, right? So the next day I made an extra trip to the original store to reserve and pay for THE DRESS before we went out of town for a week. Heaven forbid we waited and someone came in and rented THE DRESS out from under us!
(Notice that I still have not posted any pictures from Sadie Hawkins last month? Yep...that's because I don't have any yet!)
(We were so rushed to get Rebekah out the door with Aaron that we didn't get any pictures of just her. So at 12:30 PM we did another quick photo shoot at her request before we helped her out of her dress....)
Rebekah came home a little after midnight, looking very tired but very, very happy. She'd had an amazing time, she said...so much fun. Dinner at The Mandarin, the dance itself up at the Capitol Building in Salt Lake and dessert from Cheesecake Factory. The more she told me about Aaron, the more I liked this boy and the sweet way he treated her all evening long.
And then I tried not to think too hard about the fact that I married the boy who took me to Prom my junior year....