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Homecoming "Plan B"

Rather than going to the overpriced ($25 per person) high school homecoming dance, where most LDS youth aren't exactly in their comfort zone (with the often immodest dress standards and not-so-nice dancing), Lindsey organized a night out on the town with these youth from our ward. They all met at our house and went out to dinner then to the movies, followed by some dessert at our house. I had the teens look online at the Cheesecake Factory menu before I attended the Relief Society General Broadcast at our stake center, then stopped by to pick up their selections on the way home (with Preston's mom). Lindsey, Hayden, Preston, and Lauren had a wonderful evening together, with a lot of laughing.
It was an action packed day and I still had all the baby shower decorations out, some dirty dishes (it was a two-load dishwasher day), but the kids didn't seem to mind. Christopher had a ball with his dad for the evening playing Halo 3 for hours while Lindsey was on her group date and I was out too.

Comments

Heidi said…
What a fun night! That is too bad the dance would not be a good environment though- I loved my high schools dances!!!
Kelly said…
Yeah, I know what you mean, Heidi. They're pretty bad here in Austin, apparently. Lindsey went last year and said it was nothing at all like the church dances and she didn't think it was a very good environment, even with the parent chaperones.

In the springtime, there's a "Mormon Prom" that is combined with one of the other stakes that is dressy and fun and they all look forward to. Lindsey is excited about that.
Bobbi said…
What a good idea to have a private prom party. It is scary how "mature" (immodest) many of the dresses are these days, Even around here I have seen a few girls in surprisingly skimpy dresses at restaurants before dances.
Anonymous said…
That is an AWESOME idea!
Julie V. said…
Cute dress Lindsey, that mum looks very big and what a fun thing to do every year.
Modan said…
the seems like a ton of fun! i am about to go to a dance, but the guy i asked couldn't go because of his basketball team being out of town, but i decided to ask a good friend of mine instead. The good thing is that the boy i asked told me he would take me on a date to "make-up" for the dance. :)

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