Dancing with Cinderella

This past weekend was extra special at the Page House. Mary Ellen's school hosted their first "Daddy Daughter Dance." The excitement started a little over a week ago as Meme (nickname) and I began to plan her attire. She had in mind the look she was going for and it all revolved around a pair of sparkly shoes. We headed to Target with a mission in mind: french tip polish, shower gel (she wanted to smell extra clean), and a gold headband to match. This was all very specific to her look , of course. As the day progressed, she just couldn't stand it: she had to try on the complete outfit! My little girl modeled her dress and giggled with anticipation. While twirling she asked, "Do you think Daddy will like my dress and shoes?'' I assured her that her Daddy would love anything that she loved! She secretly laid out everything in her closet days before the dance. It was so cute to see her excitement grow with each day.

The big day finally arrived. Fingers and toes were filed and polished; hair was clean and straightened. She was ready to party! The babysitter had arrived for Rosie, Kenzie was out with friends, and Meme and I were waiting for Scott to return home. The doorbell rang. Meme quickly answered the door. She was greeted by her Daddy with a warm smile and a beautiful bouquet of flowers. She was on cloud nine! The three of us headed out the door to the dance. ( I was lucky they needed volunteers) As we pulled up to the school, I noticed the red carpet that was rolled out for the occasion. The decorations consisted of gold streamers, white lights, multi-colored metallic balloons, hanging stars, white table clothes, and all sorts of glittered decor. The refreshment table held a huge variety of cookies with the "famous rainbow sherbet punch." EVERY LITTLE GIRL'S DREAM! After pictures and cookies, the two of them headed out to the dance floor to join the others. There were lots of giggles, twirls, and swaying. By the end of the night, they had worked up a sweat and were tearing up the dance floor! Scott's jacket was off and Meme's shoes were nowhere to be found. What an amazing night! Precious, precious memories!