SATURDAY, 6:30 AM. On a day when most high school girls are sleeping in and pampering themselves all day, Holli is dragging out of bed to go play basketball 1 1/2 hours away. It’s not what she wanted to do on the morning of prom, but her team needed her.
9:45 AM.Even with new gold sparkle tipped nails (to match her gold prom dress) she plays aggressively, defensive demon that she is.
9:47 AM. Bloody nose. Really bloody nose.
After taking a swift elbow to the nose, Holli goes down crying. Visions of a swollen nose or a black eye on prom night were swirling in my head–and in hers too, I later learned.
10:20 AM. After sitting out the rest of the first game, the bloody nose dried up with little to no swelling. She goes back in the second game. Bloody nose? What bloody nose? She’s on the ground diving after balls, in her opponent’s faces, and before game’s end, sent to the bench with five fouls.
2:06 PM. Home from basketball. Freshly bathed, toenails painted, eyebrows plucked.
5:47 PM. Big sister Cristi wants a word with THE DATE on the phone…a tongue-in-cheek warning about taking care of her little sister. I love it that my kids look out for each other!
6:00 PM. Dinner with ten other couples at a friend’s house.
7:30 PM. Parents show up to take more pictures. This feels like a wedding, for goodness sake! And more pictures. Cameras clicking as moms take pictures of crazy poses. Um…why are the dads standing at a distance again, taking it all in from afar?Mom’s feeling some emotions as she watches her beautiful daughter, all grown up and looking very princess-like. Can this be the same girl with the bloody nose, who was diving on the gym floor after balls this morning?
8:20 PM. Mom and Dad come home to a quiet house and eat pizza.