Last night David18 went to his high school formal. He wanted to go all in black, like Johnny Cash. He looked so good when he was trying on his suit in the shop that the shop assistant gave us a card for a modelling agency.
We mucked around a bit while I had the camera.
He and I have been alone here this week while the other boys are up doing the big family theme park holiday in Queensland with their Dad, Viv and little sister. I was expecting to have to go and get David18 from the after party at around 3AM, so I went to bed wearing trackie dacks for a quick getaway, but at 1.30 he walked through the door.
“They were playing ‘doof-doof’ music and it was doing my head in,” he said.
The actual formal was a lot of fun, he said, so I’m really pleased.
What’s not so pleasing is what happens when you run off selling thermomixes and turn your back to a veggie garden that has a trombone zucchini in it.