Father/Daughter Dance 2012

It was Jim and Katherine's 2nd annual Father/Daughter Dance and I can't say enough good things about this event.  The whole idea of a young girl becoming accustomed to and comfortable with her father treating her like a little lady is something I treasure for our daughter.  I am so thankful Jim takes the time to go with her, treat her with respect, go get ice cream afterwards and show her just how special she is.

Priceless.

My post from last year was worth repeating:


This year, the king and princess in our household got to partake in the heart-warming Father-Daughter dance. At least, I believe she felt like a princess. There is nothing sweeter to me than seeing my husband, the strong, handsome, manly-man he is, treat his little girl like a Lady. He wined and dined her, at Panera, escorted her in her carriage while opening the doors, twirled her around the dance floor teaching her the YMCA dance, and stopped by her favorite ice cream joint on the way home, McDonald's.

I admit, I pushed for this outing for me, mostly but I was the one in tears watching him delicately hold her hand, gush about her beauty and sing her praises. He already spends lots of one-on-one time with her all the while inadvertently teaching her what to expect from a man. But, going on a date with a daddy who cherishes you instills a confidence in you that can't be measured or equaled. She thinks he has hung the moon, and he reciprocates by adoring her. I look forward to the day that every man must try and measure up to the standard her daddy has set, which from my own experience with her daddy, will be pretty dang hard. I pray she'll always be a daddy's girl.