Hoe Down.

So this morning.. at my son's school.. at 8:05 in the morning.. there was a Hoe Down... yes, I said "Hoe" and I'll say Ho, too.. because there was a little 5th grade girl in short shorts and a see through top... and yes, her mother let her leave the house this way...




It was chilly this morning.. I was shivering.. in my hoody... and there she was in her ho outfit for the Hoe Down.




James informed me the NIGHT before, that he was supposed to dress in "Western Wear". I am proud to say, we do not own anything that would be classified as Western Wear. However! I was able to find him a shirt that would work.

It's his dad's.. I was shocked to see, it didn't exactly fall off, or drown James.

I also noticed, when I kissed his head, I didn't have to bend down at all.
I'm not sure when that happened.. but it did.

He's grown up. He even has "Ball Fro" (My term, not his)... I know that's a little personal.... but I figure, what the Hey? Never stopped me before.

I get up at 6.. sometimes 5 am every day for work... and so 8:05 am isn't really all that early.. but know what? It is for a Hoe Down. It really is.

I thought the Hoe Down would just be square dancing.. but boy was I wrong... it was also LINE dancing... I was a little pissed that they taught that to my son. They also had him dancing to Dancing Queen. I didn't even KNOW that was Hoe Down music. Shows what *I* know.

There was a little cowboy there.. he was really in to this dance.. I had to take his picture, but I don't think it came through...

I'm a bad mom and didn't bring my camera to the Hoe Down... and I had to take pictures with my phone. Terrible pictures, but the idea comes through.

And yes, I am fully aware that James needs a haircut... oh.. and maybe he should have brushed it... but I'm really trying for that Bad Mom Award.









Here he twirls his pardner... I'm not sure if I liked her or not... she seemed like a bitch.