Valentine Daddy Daughter Dance

Kate brought a flier home from preschool advertising a daddy-daughter valentines dance being held at the high school, and Kerry and I decided that Kate would have a blast.  She looked forward to it all week leading up to it, and was super excited to pick out which dress she wanted to wear and get all ready.  

By the time Kerry and Kate were ready to leave the house, she was bubbly and positively beaming.  Kerry said that the dance was packed with little girls and their dads (it was a fundraiser for the high school cheerleaders, best idea ever).  Kate is quite the dancer in general, but even Kerry was amazed at her enthusiasm.  She danced nonstop for almost 2 hours before Kerry could convince her to take a break and get a cookie and some water.  Fortunately, Kerry was in his element, and was more than happy to check any self-consciousness at the door and crazily dance the night away with Kate.  

The report I got from Kate was that "Daddy and I danced a lot, and we did the 'What Does the Fox Say', and I twirled a lot, and we ate cookies, and the music was loud, and there were lots of lights".   When they came home that evening Kate wanted to tell me all about it, and was already looking forward to next year when they can go again.