Prom, Prom, Prom! Why am I being inundated with all of this prom stuff in February? If you read my blog post from a few days ago, you’ll see one of my sons has already asked me for a new prom dress, which I’ll link to here.
And before I reveal what the rest of that letter from my eight-year-old son said, I need to mention that over the last three months child number five has become a walking, talking, 24 hour commercial.
In addition to becoming an expert on the internet and where I can find replacements for anything that…breaks.
My son is serious about this commercial stuff too, since he’s constantly reminding me, his father, his four brothers and his sister that if we want a good neighbor, we need to move closer to State Farm.
And before that reminder, he had woken me up early last Sunday to to tell me that I needed to get to Nationwide.
When I rolled over and told him that I already had a pair of reading glasses and therefore, did not require an appointment, he reminded me that nationwide was on my side and that if I ever have anything stolen, they’d replace it for free.
Oh, I though…that Nationwide.