I was hoping that both my girls would want to go to the annual Daddy-Daughter Dance at Meadows School but only Violet was interested. So, at 7:00 on Friday night, I slipped on my dancing shoes and accompanied my little girl to the social event of the year.
We arrived at school to a packed house. Violet met up with a few of her friends, and enjoyed being part of a conga line in between dancing with her old man. I use the term dancing very loosely here. I'm no Fred Astaire but I can definitely say that Violet does not have a clue how to dance. She pretty much used me as a human punch bag and climbing frame.
When the night came to an end it was time for all the dads and daughters to have a last slow dance. At this point Vi decided to flop all over the place, and when I told her to stop messing around, she went as stiff as a board and then started pulling faces. I do not have photos of this loving moment.
We had a good time together. There were cakes and cookies, a photo booth and free popcorn. Who wouldn't have a good time with those treats; and a lovely little girl like Violet to spend the evening with.
1 comment:
It looks as if you both enjoyed your evening, it's nice to spend time with each other, Love you both lots Nan and Pop xxxx
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