I'm in denial.
In a few months, our son, Gareth will be headed off to college (SMU to be precise...Go Mustangs!).
It's hard to believe that a mere 10 years ago, I married his dad and he became an integral part of my everyday life. Be not mistaken, he is your typical teenaged boy...listens to his music too loud, leaves a trail of socks between his bedroom and his bathroom and got caught cutting class (he went to Taco Bell...alone...Tip:If you're going to skip, make it good, Son. Not over a burrito. Alone.) a couple of weeks ago.
As we prepare Gareth for the next phase in his life, we are grappling with the reality of an empty nest. Before we know it, graduation will be here (I'm addressing the announcements this week) and I'll need Prozac to hold it all together.
I thought y'all might enjoy seeing some of the photos from last weekend's prom (and when did they become so expensive? Geez!). Nearly 100 kids. 2 charter buses. Bones. The Sundial. The Prom. A Gajillion Dollars. Priceless.
P.S. No TBS pictures. I was looking a hot mess. Running around behind the scenes and helping the hostess for the after-prom parent dinner. Yikes.
Gareth and Rachel, his date
Gareth and Mr TBS
Gareth and his friend, Will. They were Senior Co-Captains for wrestling
Gareth and his BFF, Johnathan
Da Bus - Bye, Y'all! Time for Adult Beverages!