Oh my nostalgia! I normally don't make it a habit to attend high school functions which don't involve my children performing in a way that might appear to obligate my attendance (you know...sports, drama, etc.). Maybe it's just me...but this is NOT my idea of a good time:

Going through this once was too much for me...and it's WAY too weird stepping back into time...because nothing has really changed. Same scenario, same characters, just played by different performers.

Unfortunately, the ASB President asked me if I'd come in and play the part of a "football mom" in a skit he couldn't tell me anything about. Hmmm. It's not that I don't trust Josh...but high schoolers and secrecy cannot add up to any good.
When I showed up ahead of time, he went white (which is quite a feat for him...I'm just saying) as he realized that he had forgotten to let me know that the skit was cut due to time limits, thinking that since I am his neighbor, of course he'd have a chance to tell me.
I had turned down a lunch date (not that I'm bitter) but it gave me the opportunity to enjoy the rare experience of the high school pep rally. Yay!

The football players are pumped and ready to kill.

And everyone was sorted into class according to bleachers and class colors. Woohoo!
(See Patrick in the red cape? We discovered too late that he is the only one in the family who doesn't own a red shirt.)
What would the high school pep rally be without the class tug of war?

Here, the sophomores demonstrate that they are one year stronger than the freshmen. Impressive!

The pic above is actually the football team going Varsity vs. JV (I'm sure it doesn't take a rocket scientist to predict the outcome of that one)...
And here are the seniors proving they can squash the juniors. Shocker!

Then they announced the results of the spirit week competition. The seniors might have lost it again this year (because do seniors really care?), were it not for that dedicated, spirit filled kid who, in the eleventh hour, sprayed green paint on enough Burger King crowns for the entire senior class...thus assuring 100% participation. Thanks, crown-painting kid!
Going through this once was too much for me...and it's WAY too weird stepping back into time...because nothing has really changed. Same scenario, same characters, just played by different performers.
Unfortunately, the ASB President asked me if I'd come in and play the part of a "football mom" in a skit he couldn't tell me anything about. Hmmm. It's not that I don't trust Josh...but high schoolers and secrecy cannot add up to any good.
When I showed up ahead of time, he went white (which is quite a feat for him...I'm just saying) as he realized that he had forgotten to let me know that the skit was cut due to time limits, thinking that since I am his neighbor, of course he'd have a chance to tell me.
I had turned down a lunch date (not that I'm bitter) but it gave me the opportunity to enjoy the rare experience of the high school pep rally. Yay!
The football players are pumped and ready to kill.
And everyone was sorted into class according to bleachers and class colors. Woohoo!
(See Patrick in the red cape? We discovered too late that he is the only one in the family who doesn't own a red shirt.)
What would the high school pep rally be without the class tug of war?
Here, the sophomores demonstrate that they are one year stronger than the freshmen. Impressive!
The pic above is actually the football team going Varsity vs. JV (I'm sure it doesn't take a rocket scientist to predict the outcome of that one)...
And here are the seniors proving they can squash the juniors. Shocker!
Then they announced the results of the spirit week competition. The seniors might have lost it again this year (because do seniors really care?), were it not for that dedicated, spirit filled kid who, in the eleventh hour, sprayed green paint on enough Burger King crowns for the entire senior class...thus assuring 100% participation. Thanks, crown-painting kid!
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