the daddy daughter dance.

Last Friday night Sarah was invited out on a date.

With a rather charming gentleman –

her Daddy.

It was the night of the Indian Princess Daddy-Daughter Dance and Sarah had been anxiously awaiting the event for months. Brent planned ahead and picked up a corsage for his date (and a boutonniere for her to “surprise” him with).

I thought she might be reluctant about the corsage since she’s typically a comfort-first kind of gal (gets it honest), but she was delighted and didn’t take it off the entire evening.

For that matter, she was delighted with all of it – the curls in her hair (although not a fan of the curlers – she hid in her room while they were in), the touch of makeup, the new dress, the purse, the tuxedo jacket (it was a 3T but who’s counting). She stared at herself in the mirror for a very, very long time before her date arrived and then announced that she no longer thought that her brother’s potty talk was funny at all.  Our little girl just might be growing up.

White Feather and Skinny Tree make quite a pair…

Ephraim took note of all his sister’s primping and decided he needed to be “sharp” too. So he headed to his room and picked out an outfit for the date he and I were heading out on. (Dinner and a movie. His choices? Panera and Wreck It Ralph).

He was absolutely insistent on the belt. 

And when we arrived at the theater he announced to everyone that he was wearing a belt and that he intended to take it off and whip any bad guys if need be. My knight in shining armor…

And with that, our little family parted ways and headed out for our date night…

(Ephraim insisted I “dress up” as well…)

B-Ro and I had a perfect night without a single complaint from the boy, which is a rarity these days. And Sarah came home with a grin to match the one she left with…although she did mention being a bit disappointed that none of the girls seemed to be very interested in dancing with their daddies. In their defense though, they don’t have her daddy. And he’s quite a catch.

* Indian Princesses is a program affiliated with the YMCA. I highly recommend it if you have a little girl in your house. It seems lots of you are already taking part – my Facebook feed was lit up on the night of the Daddy-Daughter dance with friends from across the country heading out for their own nights of fun.

Aunt LuFebruary 18, 2013 - 7:59 pm

LOVE IT!

aunt may mayFebruary 18, 2013 - 9:33 pm

SO sweet. Those kiddos grins are priceless!

ellen pattonFebruary 18, 2013 - 9:34 pm

Sweet.

Jessica WFebruary 19, 2013 - 8:26 am

What a special evening!

JennyFebruary 19, 2013 - 9:11 am

How so very sweet. Love these pictures!!

JenniferFebruary 19, 2013 - 11:03 am

Oh.my.goodness! How sweet is that?! 🙂

Stephanie @ La Dolce VitaFebruary 19, 2013 - 12:10 pm

This was so sweet!

AmandaFebruary 27, 2013 - 12:06 pm

Oh my goodness. That first shot brought tears to my eyes. I’ve never heard of the Indian Princesses program, but I’m going to check it out right now. My 5-year-old would be all over something like this!

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