Andrew is going to Homecoming!

On Monday Andrew asked a girl named Mckenna to the Homecoming dance. The following pictures show what Andrew looked like when he showed up on her door.

It was so cute. Andrew made up a poem and then would strum his guitar and sing/say a line of his poem. Strum. Sing. Strum. Sing. It was a scene straight out of a 60's movie featuring an artsy coffee shop with people reciting poems or playing their guitar and people snapping in approval. Andrew rocked and was so cute she couldn't turn him down. Which actually she maybe should have.

About a half hour before he showed up some poor kid left a bag of flour on Mckenna's doorstep with a note asking her to homecoming. At least Rachael's bag of flour had a message with a double meaning. Mckenna's did not so she had spent a half hour looking through the flour and there was nothing in there. So up walks Andrew, rings the doorbell, and is welcomed by Mckenna and her parents (with a video camera in hand) ready to find out who left the flour. Since she didn't know who the other boy was she said yes to Andrew instead. Talk about good timing on our part.

Rachael and Andrew doubled with their dates and had a fantastic time filled with zoo animals, pizza making, and cow tipping, minus the cows. Pictures to come.

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