Friday night Brant took Kamy to her first dance, a Daddy-Daughter Dance
hosted by the Rotary Club for Father's Day.
This is a picture from the Rotary Facebook page of them at the dance- proof that they actually danced! (Brant doesn't dance!)
We made a big deal out of getting ready, picking out the perfect dress (the one with the most "twirl" factor) and shoes from her closet, fixing her hair up very fancy, and she got to wear the necklace I wore with my wedding dress, which she thought was very special.Brant even gave her the tiniest little wrist corsage, which she thought was the best thing ever! We dried it so she can keep it in her memory box! They had a photo booth at the dance and they took silly photos together. They had a great night, and finished it off by eating together at McDonald's- not exactly a fancy restaurant, but always her first choice!
While they were at the dance Owen took me on a "date" to IHop. He held the door for me and acted like a perfect gentleman. Ok, lets be realistic, he did hold the door, but the elderly couple who the waiter seated at the table behind us quickly got up and moved to the other side of the restaurant. I'm telling myself they wanted a better view of the parking lot, but the sticky syrup fingers creeping over the back of the booth could have been a factor! Actually, he was pretty good- he ate almost a whole smiley face pancake and a whole order of biscuits and gravy and chatted my ear off about what first grade was going to be like. It was a memorable evening for our little family.
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