Father Daughter Dance

Last night was a night that will probably stay in my heart forever. One of those events you dream about when you have children. Ally went on her first date with the sweestest man I've ever known..... her father! The father daughter dance is held every year around Valentines day.
For some reason the past few years Kirk was unable to take her. This year he promised her that she would go. We went shopping last weekend and found her a beautiful dress and new shoes. I have never seen her so excited about anything and was pretty worried when she came down with strep-throat early this week. Fortunately she was feeling better by Thursday and returned to school. She got up yesterday and after getting dressed laid out her shoes, tights, and her dress. When she got home from school she got dressed. I said "Ally, there is four hours left before you go" so the dress came off and the pacing started. We curled her hair and carefully dressed her. Like any young girl she nervously waited for her date to arrive. By the time Kirk got home she was all ready to leave and like any proud mother the photo shoot started. As I was taking these pictures I was thinking of how fast the years have already gone by and in a short time this could be prom night. With a little lump in my throat I watched her slide her hand into his as they exited the door. He was holding the umbrella to protect her from the rain and she turned with the sweetest smile to say "Bye Mommy". It was the most tender moment.
She returned wearing a beautiful little corsage and had lots of stories to tell. What a great memory!