After doing my ant experiment, my next job was to get Kelsey ready for her Daddy Daughter Dance. There have probably been options to attend in the past, but for some reason, this is the first one hubby has attended. Either the bigger girls didn't want to go, didn't ask, or it wasn't possible at that particular time. And hubby went from chaperoning an overnight field trip with a couple 5th and 6th grade boys to dressing up for his 2nd grader. He is a pretty good man.
Kelsey started the evening by giving her dad a letter/card she made for him.
It was an invitation to the dance!
And I thought it was pretty adorable.
Again, Amazon came to our rescue with a fancy dress or two. We bought 3 for her to try on, and this one was her favorite. She liked how it flared out when she spun. She also let me curl her hair, and I think we may have even given her some blush and lip gloss.
Mid twirl (hence the funky positioning), but the smile is pretty cute. And that missing tooth?!?! Love it!
Hubby dressed up for his date, and practiced his dance moves with Sienna.
Then I wanted to get a few pictures, but, with an 8 year old, it is sometimes hard to get her to focus. So, hubby "helped".
Gosh the look adorable together!
This is the only kind of date that I find acceptable for my husband :) But they do make a cute couple!
They made a big deal of them as they walked into the building, and asked everyone to stop and pose for a picture. Hubby said he actually felt a little under-dressed. Some of the dads really stepped it up apparently.
What does one do at a Daddy Daughter Dance? Well... they ate all kinds of sweet treats, and danced. A LOT. Hubby said that Kelsey barely stopped moving and just kept bouncing around the whole time.
When they came home, they had to blow of some steam. Dancing a little bit more apparently. I was pleased and impressed with the effect the dance had on hubby. He had been struggling with some issues at work that were incredibly frustrating to him. But, when he came back from being around all that simple and pure happiness, his frustration seemed to melt away, and he was more happy than I had seen him in several days. It was magical!
I don't remember what this face was for, but... its funny :)
And that is the tale of our first Daddy Daughter Dance, and the wonderful way that it ended up!







































