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Prom Night

Wasn't it just yesterday that Kenny was riding his little scooter, up and down Alder Street, scaring the passing motorists with his hairpin turns?
Wasn't it just last week that he boarded the big yellow bus with his Toy Story backpack, venturing into the big world of kindergarten?
Wasn't it just a short time ago that we took off the training wheels on his bike?
Look at him now!
Proud mom, not too many tears.
Dave do you see him? Aren't you proud?


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  2. Oh Shell Dave is looking down and he is smiling. What a handsome Kenny and a beautiful date. they make an absolutely wonderful couple! Time flys doesn't it????? My baby will be 17 on Monday.

  3. You know Dave see's this. Ben and Rowene will go next week to the prom.
    Time does fly. Love Sherri

  4. The Mouat Crew5/04/2008 3:11 PM

    Time flies, and you've all come so far. I know it ssems like yesterday, but it sure feels like far sometimes. That handsome young man makes everyone who knows him and you proud - I know Dave is proud of him and of you too Shelley.
    Love you all!
    The Mouat Crew

  5. Beautiful couple. My daughter is turning 13 and I'm dreading/anticipating prom. Hope they had a great evening.


  6. They both look fantastic, and so happy! Hope they had a wonderful time. You have every right to be proud. What a wonderful memory for them. Ahh, proms!

    --Patti in NJ

  7. Hi Michelle,

    I agree with everyone else...
    Kenny looks handsome and his date looks beautiful!! I hope they had a lot of fun.

    You are a GREAT mom!!!

    Love and Hugs,
    from Iowa

  8. Michelle, you have so much to be proud of! He is as wonderful as he is handsome! I hope they had a great time! Lots of love to you all - Mom & Dad (Grandma & Grandpa)


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