I have spent years being secretly jealous of daddy daughter dances. I am sure you all would think the opposite. You'd be wrong. Oddly, the places we have lived didn't have them. That or Kamdyn always hid the invite. I was not so secretly looking forward to this. When kids get older, they start to think they know best and you're not as awesome as you used to be. At Karcie's age, she still loves her daddy. I'm still awesome. She smiled from the time I picked her up at Nanny's, through dinner and all through the dancing. Here is the best part. She was happily stuck with me in the car and even at dinner. We entered the gym after we had our picture made. Immediately I saw over half the Dad's in the bleachers and the girls had all found their friends. They were all playing together and having a good time. Karcie saw her friends and I knew she wanted to play. Karcie loves to play with friends. She cant be stopped. I encouraged her to go see them. I figured that was it and I was eyeing the cake and wondering what I would do for the next 1.5hrs. After about 5 minutes she comes back to me- I figured to hold her shoes or some other daddy duty. Nope. She was back to dance. I asked her why she wasn't hanging with her friends. She said it was our night to hang out and that she would rather dance with me. She plays with them all the time she says. So hang out and dance we did. I never got to sit in the bleachers.
My smile is pretty big too. In Feb 2019, I was still awesome.

