Before you give me credit for hosting 32 kids at our house for Homecoming dinner, let me assure you– these boys did it all (well, mostly).
They held a planning meeting, organized every detail and pulled off a fabulous event.
My yard is NOT ideal for photos, but with 16 couples it made much more sense than going elsewhere.
Do you see an uncanny resemblance between Hans’ date and Stefan’s when he was the same age?
The glorious perk of hosting dinner? I was privileged to see more of these darling teenagers.
Paul donning an apron to keep his shirt clean.
Hans’ James Bond imitation.
Hamming it up for the camera.
Everyone seemed to have a good time, but no one more than Xander (with thanks to Hans who never shoos him away).
Just two more years, Xman, and you’ll join the dance.