Daddy Daughter Dance

A few weeks ago, R took Tink to her very first Daddy Daughter dance! We started the afternoon with pink fingernails and some curls. Tink was completely into it - she kept talking about her "Cinderella dress" and "glass slippers". When Ryan knocked on the door and gave her a flower to wear on her wrist, I thought she was going to burst. I couldn't wait for them to come home and tell me all about it - she didn't stay awake long enough, but woke up the next morning to let me know that it was "really loud" and there were lots of "big girls". Apparently, not much dancing occured. She was a little overwhelmed, and her Daddy held her most of the night. She did enjoy the cookies though ... maybe next year :)