This weekend, Benton travelled with the grade 8 band to Regina for a competition. They won silver! Yay small highschool chillun! Although I'm proud of him for doing well with the other kids, I'm more proud of him for something that he was NOT awarded for.

You see, this competition/band trip is a big deal. It's really the first big band trip for kids at the highschool, and there's lots of clinics and fun stuff. There's also a dance for ALL of the kids there. That was what worried Benton.

Growing up, we were encouraged to not attend dances until we were 14 years old. (Exceptions were family dances at wedding receptions and stuff, of which I have personally attended a  grand total of... 1.) It's not an official church rule or anything, but our parents always told us we'd be able to better appreciate them if we waited and it would keep us safe. So in turn, each of us older kids waited.  And as usual, they were right.