Sounds like dd's prom went very well last night. She came home at 2.40 am buzzing about it. She'd had a bottle of cider but wasn't very drunk. She woke me up to tell me the only other lesbian in her year asked for her number and they sat chatting outside for ages.
I really wasn't expecting the full conventional prom experience from her. I thought she might not go or maybe make a stand and wear a suit but she fully embraced the whole thing. Hair and nails done, lovely make up done by dfc.
She looked stunning. Considering I have to nag her to brush her hair most of the time it was lovely to see her enjoying getting dressed up.
Also a special mention for lovely foster child age 13 who comes to us on respite once a month. She had apparently been having major anxiety about doing the make up in case it wasn't perfect enough. She did an absolutely stunning job. It was still perfect at 3am. I'm so proud of her because she really struggles with pressure like this and I know she has been worried about it but really wanted to do it.
A proud day all round for me. I'm taking them both out for a roast today to celebrate.