Dance

 This was a big weekend for my not so little Koopa. On Saturday he dressed up and went to his winter dance. His school dances are hosted in the gymnasium and tend to be less formal than the public school affairs. Because of this, most of the kids tend to go in sport coats and jeans. Robby wore nice slacks, a button down shirt and a jacket. Although it wasn't perfectly fitted for him, he was excited about the dance and I thought he looked very handsome. 

I made a mistake by sharing the photo on Facebook. I knew that the jacket wasn't fitted properly but I assumed that my 'friends' would simply see what I saw- a happy young man looking forward to a dance. While most of my friends comments were positive, I did receive more than one private message that took me aback. 

"Such a handsome young man. He deserves a suit that fits. Do better next time Mom." 

"Disheveled is one thing. This kid is wearing the wrong size. Not good."

These emails are not helpful and are hurtful by design. Why one would feel compelled to write and send a message like that to a 'friend' is beyond me. Perhaps it is time we all remember what we learned as young children.  If you don't have anything kind to say, simply say nothing.

Robby had a great time at his dance. His suit jacket was taken off as soon as he arrived and took to the dance floor. He rocked out until they turned the music off at the end of the dance. When he came home he was on cloud 9 and was grinning from ear to ear. I don't care if his suit didn't fit perfectly, and neither did anybody else.