Boy does history repeat itself...I had to FORCE my date to go with me..Once he was there he had a great time...He was quite the gentlemen opening and closing my car door. Dancing the YMCA, a long ol conga line, and the macarena. We ended the evening with a bunch of friends and went out for ice cream..typical evening the girls (moms) sat and chatted why the boys ran around causing mischief.
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