And We Danced . . .

So G's first dance was this last Friday evening. After receiving almost 10 inches of snow from 12 p.m. Thursday until that morning, and school's being canceled, the dance went on as scheduled. It was our city's DARE graduate dance. I'm not positive but I know it was open to all of Alton's public schools and private schools. How did G like it you ask? Eh - not so much. She said it was boring because most of the kids in her class just wanted to stand around, and "OMG Mom - I wasn't going to be the only one dancing!" Maybe it was because the DJ announced at the beginning of the dance that he would NOT be playing Soldier Boy. That news was met with much grumbling.

For me, personally, I had fun. Fun watching my kid and a few hundred other 9-11 year-olds try to socialize with each other; watching them trying to figure out how they are supposed to act at a dance, watching them scope each other out. It was fun observing the differences of how the girls acted compared to the boys. For the most part, the girls stood around bopping their heads to the music and checking out what everyone was wearing. For the boys, while a very small percentage tried to dance most chased each other around the gym, punching on each other. Yeah, I took a few pictures but didn't end up with as many as I would have like. I could have sworn I took way more pictures than I did but then again, I'm pretty illiterate when it comes to using a digital camera. I forgot my camera this morning so the pictures will have to wait until tomorrow.