My school hosted a Daddy/Daughter Dance, and I was so excited about it. I asked Daddy if he would be my "date," and of course, he was happy to take me. I mean, I am his little girl! :)
So, a few weeks before, Mommy told me that she & I could have a "girl's night" and go shopping for a new dress (Daddy said "yes" to a new dress!) & shoes. Well, on the morning of the night we planned to go out, I asked Mommy if Daddy could come along. When she asked me why, I just told her, "I want Daddy there to approve of my dress." I wasn't sure why Mommy got all teary-eyed, but she assured me that Daddy could go (if he wanted to), and that she was okay with Daddy always approving of my clothes and such. So, Daddy (& my brothers, too) came with us. We went to Dillard's and I picked out and tried on 9 dresses. Each one I would put on with Mommy's help, and then go out of the dressing room and show Daddy. After trying on all the dresses, we (Daddy, Mommy, & me) each picked out our favorite 2...and then our most favorite of all. And, surprisingly, we all had picked the exact same dress...this lilac colored one. Then, I asked Daddy if he would get a tie that matched my dress. He was happy to! So, we went to pick out his purple tie, and we were all set for the dance. (Mommy got my shoes a few days later!)
I was so excited to get all dressed up. That afternoon, I went with Aunt Helen, Kaitlyn, & Stephanie to get my nails painted. Then, Mommy curled my hair. After putting my dress on...I was ready. Daddy got all dressed up, too, and I thought we looked great!
Here is my Daddy & Me...all ready for the Daddy/Daughter Dance!
My Daddy giving me, his little girl, a kiss!
Daddy & me
Just me
The side view of my dress and hair
And, as a surprise for me, Daddy got me a wrist corsage to wear to the dance. It was so pretty...and matched me dress! ;)
Smelled so good!
My Daddy & me...heading out to our first Daddy/Daughter dance. We had such a fun night of dancing, seeing my friends, and eating cupcakes! I sure love spending time with my Daddy!
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