For the last month or so girls at our school have been searching for the perfect dress for the homecoming dance. But my Katie has not. She had been a bit on the fence about whether she was even going to go to the dance. As time began to get tighter, I offered on a number of occasions to take her shopping for a dress, but she never seemed very excited about going, so I didn’t push the issue. I have to admit that as we entered homecoming week without a dress I was beginning to get a little nervous.
Last year she skipped the dance altogether. And I was fine with that. But this being her senior year, I didn’t want her to get to the last minute and regret not going to the dance. The dance was on Saturday and as of Thursday she had no dress. I asked her about it again and she said she was going to try on a friend’s dress from a previous event. Of course, she was suffering from a migraine that night, so I was the designated driver for the trip. I told Katie I’d wait in the car as it was a little late for me to visit. It wasn’t five minutes before Katie showed back up a the car wearing a beautiful dress, with about a billion red, black, and clear crystals on the bodice and an adorable ruffled skirt. It fit like a glove. She hopped in the car in that dress and we headed home.
Friday was a very full day with school and a parade and dinner and a game to cheer at, so as of Saturday morning, Katie didn’t have any shoes to wear to the dance. She said she’d go out and get some that day. But then a friend who lives across the street dropped by and asked Katie to do her hair and makeup for the dance, and Katie happily agreed. Of course I was glad she was so willing to help and delighted to see her still so friendly with one of the first little girls we met when we moved into town. But I was a little nervous about her still needing to get shoes! Katie continued to be perfectly calm as she made her friend feel beautiful.
Katie didn’t locate and buy her shoes until about 4:30 in the afternoon. Then she calmly returned home and happily began to get ready. At about 5:00 her friend came and asked me to do a little alteration on her dress. These girls just don’t get rattled very easily! And shortening the straps on her dress kept me too busy to get rattled for them!
By six we were leaving the house to take pictures. Despite the relaxed attitude toward preparations for the dance, I thought Katie looked beautiful. She proved you don’t have to stress out and worry the details. As usual, Katie proved that a big part of what makes her beautiful is her confidence and carefree attitude.
Did anyone else experience some last minute decision changes when it came to Homecoming?