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Sunday, April 9, 2017

Prom #2 2017 - CHS

Although Prom two weeks in a row was a  bit exhausting to me, Sierra LOVED it.  In fact the following Saturday she was sad she was not getting ready to go to another formal dance!  She has always loved to be fancy.  It was very much fun to watch her enjoy BOTH of the Proms she attended this spring.

 Krissy was not scheduled to work at the salon, so she came to our house to help Sierra get ready.  
(Notice Sophia in the background?  She was very patient - but Prom hair is not her passion just yet!)
 I adored this dress.  It was exactly like one she used to dress her Barbies in, and to me, it was so fun to see her in the dress she dreamed about when she was little.   She liked it - but because it was not as easy to dance in as the blue, she will choose comfort and move-ability in dresses next year.
 As much as she loves drama and glamour, she also adores simple and classic.  This simple french twist was beautiful and SO her.  (Well done once again, Krissy!)

They love each other so well, once again.  It makes my heart so very happy.

 Sierra suffered a minor injury while pinning Hunter's flowers.

Chad and I agreed to make a restaurant style dinner for Sierra and Hunter's Prom group.  I set the table with some of my favorite dishes and we served everything plated and pretty.

On the menu was:
Non-alcoholic champagne
Salad with warm rolls and sweet, cinnamon butter.
Steak or chicken served with smashed potatoes seasoned with rosemary, garlic, and Parmesan, and cream cheese corn.
Mini angel food cakes with berries and whipped cream.

It was fun - but taking pictures is more fun!  However, Hunter's dad captured the shots below and graciously shared.

Sierra is so lucky.  She has such a great relationship with her "in-laws."  They are awesome!

This is my very favorite Prom picture.  We allowed a small herd of teenagers to watch movies and crash at our house after the festivities.  There was no alcohol or privacy, just teens not quite ready to go home.  The following morning, the little kids jumped on the sleepy big kids to wake them up.  Then everyone headed into the kitchen for a big breakfast.  I loved all these sleepy, bedheads sitting on my bench.  Hearing their stories, and seeing them look a bit more like kids again, made me happy.

(And notice Mataya in her Princess dress. . . she wanted to be a beautiful princess like the big girls!)