Another fun Daddy Daughter
dance. Another night with my big
girl. Another night with just us two,
bonding away. I love these nights. I love these nights because no matter how old
you get, no matter how many goals your score or how many baskets you make, you
are still my little, pretty, baby girl, and I know how much you love spending
time with your Daddy.
It’s always interesting seeing
how you act around your friends – especially with me around. The night started slow – it started like this
might be one of the last Daddy Daughter dances for us. You didn’t want to hold my hand, and you
walked with a lot of separation between us.
I did what Daddy does – I bumped into, tried to hype you up, get you
excited, and even tried to embarrass you.
Nothing worked.
What did work was you setting me
up for the Dance-Off. What you will
learn very soon is your Daddy is actually very shy – I don’t do Dance-Offs
lol. Well, not normally – but I will
always do them for my girls. I will do
Dance-Offs, and pretty much everything else, for you.
I had to do my best impression of
Michael Jackson for 30 seconds – which would feel like an eternity – until I saw
you right there next to me, dancing to Michael Jackson right along with me.
The rest of the night was
GREAT! You had your friends to hang out
with, and I willingly allowed you too.
The most special part of the night was how you would leave me to go
hangout with your friends and then return back to me. You would say, “Ok Daddy, I’m going to go
with my friends now. I’ll be right back,”
assuring me that you wouldn’t leave me, or that you would, at the least, always
come back to me. And within 5 to 10
minutes, you would come back with your arms stretched out reach for me, guiding
me to the dance floor, or the photo booth, or the cookies/cake/pizza bar. We would hang out for 5 to 10 minutes, then
you would go back to your friends – always to come back to Daddy.
I hope and pray that you have
great friends around you that you like hanging out with and who treat you
well. But please, always come back to
Daddy.
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