The PCP was a complete doll to be my date the club’s annual Young at Heart Valentine's Dance.
When I came down the stairs, he presented me with a sweet pink corsage, thoughtfully chosen with a little help from his Daddy.
We dined, danced and talked. He opened the doors and used the very best manners, and I couldn’t have been prouder to have him on my arm. He taught me Gangem Style and I taught him the Macarena. I conned him into a few slow dances and he got me to play Simon Says. You know, we were pretty much a match made in heaven :-)
And, at the end of the night, I got a very proper kiss on my cheek as we were recounting the night’s events to Honey.
When I thanked John for one of the best dates of my life, he replied “You’re welcome, Mommy. But it wasn’t a REAL date. It was more like a scrimmage date.”
I totally get what he means in his seven year old way of saying it. And perhaps it was a “practice” date for him, but I assure you it was very real for me. In fact, I look forward to many, many more “scrimmages” before sending him off for “real” :-)