Daddy Daughter Dance

Last weekend, Derek escorted Amelia to the annual Daddy Daughter Dance. Amelia had to work all week to earn being able to paint her nails red (a color never before allowed). I also curled her hair for the first time, and she absolutely LOVED getting all dolled up. She didn't know where she was going, but she new that Derek was taking her somewhere.

As she was getting dressed, she decided that she probably shouldn't go to Ready, Set, Play (a place with inflatables) in her fancy clothes. Then Derek came downstairs in his suit and tie and Amelia was absolutely beside herself.

At the Dance, Amelia met up with a few of her friends from school. Derek said that the girls danced together and the dads looked at each other as if to say, "What now?" Some of the pictures he took were reminicent of middle school dances, but they were precious.