Zac loves a party. Especially one where he can let loose and kick it.
His dates for the dance. I couldn't be prouder. He has some of the greatest friends a kid could ask for. And they all have the neatest parents. We are blessed. No two ways about it.
And me. Working the soda fountain. I really was tempted to shake it in the middle of the gym floor but out of love for my son, I restrained myself. Apparently, no one dances at school dances in junior high.
Who knew?