Daddy Daughter Dance

My sweet girl and her sweet daddy had a date last Friday night.  A week earlier, she had her very own card  in our mailbox:



(She said yes.)

After school on Friday, we were in a little rush to get her ready, so we could meet Daddy at my school so I could get to class on time and they could head off to the dance at our church.

So, like any good mama, I taught my girl about multi-tasking.  She colored my lab homework while I fixed her hair.  She is way better at coloring epithelial anatomy than I am!




Of course I provided her with the disclaimer that this is WAY different than her ever doing or sharing work with another friend in her own school…until she is 31 years old and is asked to color something.


She was all dressed and ready, so after a quick couple of obligatory front yard snapshots, we were off.







We met Daddy in the parking lot and had a little time for a few pictures.  She was very excited for their night.  She even helped Daddy put on his tie.



I couldn’t decide between these 2 faces.  In this one she is happy:



And in this one she is like, “Yep, this is my daddy.”




A kiss on the cheek, and they were off!



They stopped to get Sister a corsage.



At the dance, they had a catered meal and danced the night away.  They sat with 2 of Shelby’s little friends, her bestie Natalia and another friend from church AND soccer, Sophia.  All the girls at the table won one of these sweet hand-made dolls.



It was a fun night for sure!