Homecoming

Tonight is homecoming for two of our cities highschools. John Marshall is where Hunter goes to school and is in 10th grade. The other school, Century, is where Veronica graduated from last year. Hunter was asked to go to Centurys homecoming dance by a friend of his, Nellie (who is an amazing young lady). Hunter and Nellie are great friends and I knew that they would have a good time together.

The other day Hunter and I were talking about tonights plans. Who would drive them, who would pick them up, where were they eating dinner, who was in their group, etc. Standard questions from mother to son. As we were talking Hunter asked me to stay at the resturant during dinner. Of course I said yes. This afternoon I told him that I would go and just get a seat at another table. Hunter told me that I could just sit with all of them. (Really?) I was a little speechless.

Hunter's date was a little late this evening. She had a volleyball tournament to attend, and didn't get home until late. She met us at the resturant. I am so glad that she did. When she finally arrived I was sitting at my table and could watch them. Hunter is such a sweet guy. He gave her a big hug, and then got her flower out to put on her wrist ( I didn't have to remind him). He was patient as she was trying to put his corsage on him. He waited and waited all the while just chating and laughing with her.

Nellie's mom had come in to the resutrant with her so that she could get a couple of pictures. I went over to say hi, and let her know that I was going to be doing the driving tonight and talk about what the kids were going to be doing. I asked Hunter if he had already ordered, and he looked at me as if I had offended him. He said, "No, I had to wait until she got here, but I know what we are ordering." It was funny.

After the corsage was on, Hunter asked her if she wanted to sit down. He pulled her chair out for her and made sure she was all settled before he sat down. What a gentleman. I was a little shocked for a second. Ronnie doesn't do that for me so who taught him this?

I went and sat back down at my table after saying good bye to Nellie's mom and started thinking. This is a boy who will hug his mom no matter where we are. He will wrap his arms around my neck and squeeze me tight. He will say out loud..and it doesn't matter who is around...that he loves me. At the end of every conversation he will tell me that he loves me. With a bunch of kids outside the school tonight he got me to roll down my window and told me he loved me very loudly. He opens the door for me when we are going into a building.

Why was I in shock that he would pull out a chair for his friend? He treats me with so much love...why would I think that he wouldn't be that way with others?

I was very proud of my boy tonight. Very proud of the young man that he is. Very proud of the man that he will be someday. Also, wondering who the young lady will be that will capture his heart one day, and how fortunate she will be to have my son as a husband.