I was going to wait and include this with next weekend’s monthly post, but I just couldn’t wait to post this. Besides, this was such a big event that I think it deserves its own post.
Our high school district had their prom for the kids with special needs on Friday night and James got to go. When they say that kids grow up fast, they’re not kidding. I didn’t attend my first prom until I was seventeen and a junior in high school. James is only fourteen years old and a freshman, so how was he able to go to prom? Well, because his classmates range in age from fourteen to twenty-two, it wouldn’t be fair that only some of them got to go to prom.
Stacy and I had a short discussion about whether he should go or not. It wasn’t because he’s so young; it was because it was at night, and he has dinner, meds and a nebulizer treatment at 6:00 pm, and another batch of meds at 8:00 pm. We were trying to figure out how that would all work when prom started at 6:00. His one-on-one nurse was going to be with him, and she is more than capable of handling his feeding and meds, so we let him go. We would just give him his nebulizer treatment when he got home.
After we decided that he should go to prom, we figured he needed to have a date if he was going to do it right. The choice of who he should ask was pretty easy. There’s a girl in his class that he’s been friends with since they were in a playgroup together when he was 3 and she was 5. With the help of his teachers and therapists, James asked her…and she said yes! Here is a video of his ‘promposal’:
Sadly, the girl’s mom passed away last year, but we know that she was looking down from heaven and smiling knowing that James and her daughter were going to prom together.
When we went to pick him up, he had saved a dance for his mommy:
We think James had a good time, but it was a long night for him, and he was wiped out when he got home.
