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I know Hannah will be completely mortified that I'm posting this, but like I tell my kids, they'll be happy that I recorded everything 20 years from now.  Really, it's all about family history.  But I digress.

Hannah texted me today, and she was asked, BY A BOY, to go to the winter dance at the high school.  Here are her exact words (which I personally find cute/hilarious/tenderrrrr....):

So ummm....
Ryan just asked me to the winter dance.
I was so not expecting that.
Oh wow.


Me:  What did you say to him?


Um, I said yes.
But I felt like a deer in the headlights.
And my hands are shaking.
I really wasn't expecting that.

Within an hour, she had had time to think about it, and I received these texts:

Ok.  I'm still a little shocked.


I'm very excited though.  What am I going to wear?????  Ahh!


I would like to point out that I was the first one to point out that she had an admirer.  As I watched Ryan following (my kids would say "stalking") her after a concert one evening, I knew he was hooked.  On the Johannah Love Drug.

Okay, I'm laughing out loud.  I have teased her mercilessly about him for the last month, and to find out that I was right the whole time?  Priceless!

You totally deserve this, Hannie-Bananie!  You are the most gorgeous, confident, talented girl I know.  I'm glad that you finally found a boy who isn't intimidated by you and your Hannah-ness.  Have a great night!

Oh, and by the way, I made a hair appointment for you that day :-)

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  1. MarkJanuary 12, 2012 at 11:59 AM

    Haha Hannah! TOH CUTE!!!

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  2. AnonymousJanuary 12, 2012 at 12:20 PM

    Woohoo, Hannah!! I'm so happy/excited for you!! You're absolutely gorgeous!

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  3. MarkJanuary 12, 2012 at 2:08 PM

    Oh and just from a guys perspective, you probably just made his life up to this point Hannah(: He probs will go through the rest of the week feeling like he could kill a bear with his bare hands(:

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  4. AnonymousJanuary 12, 2012 at 2:17 PM

    My grandmother bought me a beautiful red dress for my first dance. As it turns out, I was the "Queen" of the dance which made it even more special. I would like to buy J Rose a beautiful dress for her first dance. Let me know how I can facilitate the purchase. It will be a special dance and hopefully a memorial one. I am sure she will be lovely.
    M-Boo

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