Well, maybe not the stuff boys dream of, but their Southern Mamas? Now, that is another story. You must realize that I completely believe in the parenting model that is willing to torture your child - in the ways of civility - if it is for his or her own good!
DS1 (dear son born 1st) wrapped up his 1st year of Jr. Cotillion just recently at the bigger-deal-than-he-would-have-liked Spring Ball. IT was just so cute!!! All those young people dressed to the nines and dancing the night away. I must note, though, that my DS1 looked pretty miserable throughout and these photos aren't the best (trust me, if you are trying to snap photos of said child at an event that is "for your own good" you try to do it as covertly as possible an at a great distance!).
Here DS1 is checking his Dance Card (yes, they had to fill them out and use them). Doesn't he look excited???
Isn't this just precious?
Oops, I think the photographer has been spotted!
When is this over and could you pretend not to know me?
Not thrilled, but handsome!
DS1 and his little partner won an award for "Best Cha-Cha"! Oh, he was just beyond himself!!!! You know it! I think the excitement of getting that award (and having to accept it in front of all the attendees - many of which he plays baseball with) was probably one of those moments he will cherish (not) forever!
I love this comfortable looking dance! DS1 was surely thrilled that she was wearing gloves, though. After every Cotillion event, I seemed to hear a half-hour dissertation on the grossology of girl's sweaty hands...go figure.
At the end of the night, the parents were invited to share a special dance with their child. I loved it, DS1 was just ready to go. As soon as we left, we beat a hot path to the late night drive-thru at Burger King, because DS1 was starving; according to him all you get to eat at Cotillion is tiny food! 
