Week {end}

Shilo's meet came and went.  I lost my voice yelling the team on (there's even more yell satisfaction in an echo-y area like an indoor pool, and, according to Shilo, the swimmers actually hear very little of it, so the embarrassment factor is decreased), but in the end, the State qualifying time was still illusive.
Rats.

There's always next year.

But Shilo got a picture with Missy, so life is good.

(Seriously, watch for Missy at the Olympics.)

And while we were at the meet, Lexee headed off to the Sadie Hawkins dance.

Not like in my day, where you would take a date.  About half do, half don't, according to Lex.  

The girls were excited that they were allowed "casual" dress, which meant tennis shoes were permitted (why do I still call them that -- oh yeah, I'm old.  But I no longer call flip-flops thongs, so no worries).  

If they would just allow jeans, the girls would be so much more covered up.  However, we concluded in our discussion of "dress code," that would probably lead to even more disgusting dancing behavior.  Let me just say, I'm not a fan.  Of uber-short (don't bend over or your thong might show) and/or strapless (pull it up before you pop out) dresses OR of what kids today consider "dancing."  I would elaborate more, but this is a family blog.

Church on Sunday.  That always feels good.


Post post:  In my efforts to blog efficiently this morning, I neglected to mention that Shilo's 200m relay team, although not receiving a state-qualifying time, placed 6th out of 12 schools.  They got the final heat fanfare, a podium picture, and a ribbon.

Nice job, girls!!