On October 8Th our 15 year old was asked to go to the 2008 Homecoming dance.
When she asked us if she could go, my stomach decided to due a few cartwheels.
I responded with a quick "we will see" answer. This is a standard answer at least in my case.This buys me sometime to think and make sure I cover all the bases that I need to.
Nathan and I talked about it and we decided to surprise our 15 year old with a new dress, jewelery and I hair clip. We told her this was for us to go out for a family dinner on the 18Th. OK OK this is how we do things in the family(Nathan thinks it is so funny) she new it was her's to attend the dance.
We asked to me meet her dates parents. Not to mention I offered to drive them to the dance. Now for those who know me, this is completely out of my character.
Thew this whole process, I found out that things are just not as traditional as they used to be(I don't like that much). We found ourselves in the position of explaining to our 15 year old how a gentlemen should treat their date. She honestly thought we were crazy. Maybe we are....I just could not get it out of my head how she would not know this. To me, something like this I thought was common since. We will get back to this later.
So on October 18Th we all piled in the restroom to get ready for her first "BIG GIRL" dance. When I say we all piled in that means, the 28 year old, 8 year old, our dog's Joe and Tubby, the 15 years old and myself. The 28 years old and the 8 year old sat in a chair they haled in and we trying on her jewelery and asking all kinds of questions. I was helping her with her hair. The dogs well they just looked at us and thought we were all nuts(I can't disagree with the dog's that is for sure).
She was finally ready. She looked in the mirror tired up a bit. No words were said but you could tell she felt as beautiful on the inside as she look on the outside.

Now back to the traditional thing. We did not meet the parents, We did meet the date the day be for at the Homecoming football game. I took our beautiful young lady's photograph and took her to the dance. Let her out of the vehicle and she made her way to the front door to buy her ticket. While her date waited for her arrival inside. This just made me fell sad inside, this just was not the full experience that I wanted her to have.
As Nathan said that is OK then we don't have to call this a DATE.... I was OK with that, was she?
Nathan stayed awake to see how things went and this never happens. He is in bed at 8:30 every night. Not that night. I went and picked her up at 10:30. She came out all alone. I felt the funny feeling inside again, but she had a beaming smile on her face and she had a great time!

She got home and told us all about it and thanked us for allowing her to go and she was off to bed. She was happy that is all the mattered.
While we were going thew this process I realised this is not common since.
I only post this for all you wonderful gentleman out their that may read this.
Today I challenge you while you are out an about with your wife, girlfriend, mother, daughter lady friend whatever you call her, open the car door for her or pull out her chair, help her with her coat.
Maybe if we continue to do this this in public places this will help teach our younger generation.
Maybe one day it will be just common since.