young love

The Juniors go to Salem every year.  Jacob went last year and he enjoyed it so much that when he had the opportunity to go again this year (with the Junior class), he was all for it.  His brother Ethan is in the Junior class, and so is his girlfriend, Emily.

I picked them up after school yesterday; Jacob, Emily, Grace, and Ethan, and I immediately got an earful.

I was a tired mama at the wheel, smiling because I love them so much and listening to their chatter lifted my spirits.

“Mom Salem was SO fun”

“I had a caramel macchiato”

“hot or cold?”

“hot”

“I had a bubble tea, do you know what the bubbles are, Mom?”

“Oh is that the tea that has the chewy balls in it?  I’m not sure what those are, maybe like a tapioca?”

“I need to look it up, I want to know.”

“Ethan wasn’t in our group. the dog.”

“I was with my own friends”

“Mom, since I won’t be in school next year will you and Dad take Emily and me to Salem?  I won’t be able to legally drive her there myself yet.”

“Oh, can I go too?”

“Of course you can Grace, you can go with my brother Nathan.”

“Oh NO.  I am NOT going on a date with Nathan.  I like Nathan but he will never be my boyfriend.”

“Don’t start inviting everyone.  If you do, I won’t go, it won’t be special.”

(long teasing argument about who can go with us, Jacob wants no one Emily wants everyone)

“Do we have to have an argument and discussion about something that’s not even written down yet?”

“I have it written down in MY book.”

“It’s written down in my heart.”

“I love Salem.  We should live there,” says Jacob to Emily.

“Ok,” she says.

BE STILL MY HEART.  Did I really just hear that?

As soon as we got home, Jacob didn’t take a shower.  He didn’t eat.  He sat on the couch because he wanted to show me all his pictures.

He took a picture of everything, his coffee, their lunch food (“She ordered a bagel sandwich because she wanted bacon.  Ironically my sandwich also had bacon on it.”), them kissing (he flipped through those faster), Emily throwing leaves, Emily smiling, Emily this Emily that.

THEY ARE SO SO stinkin’ CUTE!

I never dreamed seeing my son in love would warm my heart so much.

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the bubble tea

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“She made me, mom, that’s why I have that expression on my face.”

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J plus E

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After they got up and left he turned around and took several pictures of the empty table & chairs.

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He posted this picture on his Facebook page.

“I love her so much. She’s so cheerful and happy all the time and she’s all my world. Baby girl you’re the best ever.”

NOTE:  I asked for and received Jacob’s permission to post these pictures.  xo

PS.  I was right.  “Tapioca balls (boba) are the prevailing chewy tidbits in bubble tea, but a wide range of other options can be used to add similar texture to the drink. Green pearls have a small hint of green tea flavor and are chewier than the traditional tapioca balls.”  ~wiki

prom was friday

His father wore a white tux many years ago to his own prom and ended up hating it.  He had secret anxiety that Jacob would also feel uncomfortable not only wearing fancy clothes, but brilliantly white fancy clothes.

Yes, Jacob, like his father before him, decided to wear a white tux to his prom and……. he loved it, he told us several times he wished he could keep it.

The day of prom was warm and humid.  The class was scheduled to meet at the gazebo at 4 but when it began to lightly rain, they met at the town hall instead.

At 3:30, Rich was running around trying to locate the florist that I had ordered the corsage from, and I was standing in the kitchen putting Jacob’s cuff links on his shirt.  Sarah was sick on the couch with a fever and Grace stayed at home with her and the younger boys when we left.

Rich met us in the parking lot with the corsage safely in hand, after all that I never really got a good look at it (except in the pictures, later on).

I hadn’t met Jacob’s date yet.  All I knew was that she was an artsy type like Jacob, and that to ask her to prom he drew a message on thick white paper, in calligraphy; “Will you GOGH to prom with me?”

Rich and I waited upstairs with other parents while Jacob waited downstairs at the door with his friends, looking for their dates to arrive.  The battery in my camera was dead (!!) so I had it plugged in …. those fifteen minutes of waiting were priceless as it charged.  Jacob and his date came upstairs and walked toward us smiling and happy.  We were so proud, they looked beautiful together.

The mamas took pictures and forty five minutes later all the young people were on their way to prom and had a wonderful, fun night of food and dancing.

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The next day, after getting just a few hours of sleep, Jacob went to his state invitational track meet, threw a personal record in javelin and surprised himself by coming in third place.

It was a great weekend to be Jacob.  🙂

{this moment}

A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.  inspired by soulemama

 

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