Last night Tyler and I went to his school's Fall Formal. I wore my fancy dress with high heels, and he wore his suit; we felt pretty sharp. Our beloved, trusted neighbor came over after we put the kids to bed, to keep an eye on things. Then we high-tailed it into the city to dance the night away at the Seaport World Trade Center. I got to meet all the people that Tyler talks about, and connect faces to names. But once the lights were dimmed and the music turned up, there wasn't much talking going on. Let me just say that, even though I'm a quiet person with no sense of rhythm, I have a LOT of fun on the dance floor! Thank you Babson for a wild night!
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