We’ve been planning the Daddy/Daughter Dance for several months now. There is a lot that goes into the planning of an event like this. I volunteered to help with the planning committee and I am glad that I did because I like to be involved, especially when we hadn’t had anything like this in the past. Todd keeps asking me if I don’t know how to say no. Of course I do! I say No, all the time! Like when we are in line at the grocery and the kids beg for candy, or when Lael asks if she can stay up a few more minutes to read and it’s already 10:00, or when Chace wants to spend the night at Dylan’s for the 4 night in a row. I can say No, I can! But, I like to volunteer and be involved in the activities that my kids enjoy. So, anyway – the Daddy/Daughter Dance. Todd was excited. Any chance that he gets to go hang out with a bunch of kids, he is more than ready for. A few days before the dance, Todd mentioned to Lael that they were getting to go on a date. The word ‘date’ seemed to upset her tremendously. She said, “It’s not a DATE, Dad!” On the night of the dance however, she was way excited. She loves to get dressed up, with her dress shoes and good jewelry. You also cannot leave out curling her hair and a manicure.
When we arrived I had to take up my station at one of the craft tables, so I left them in line to get their pictures made. When the Dads and girls started arriving, everyone seemed to just sort of mill around for a bit, making their rounds of the craft tables. Finally, some of them started dancing and before we knew it, the Dance was in full party mode. Laughing, smiling, giggling, dancing, jumping, the girls were ON. It was really great, we think it turned out to be a huge success and cannot wait until next year.