My favorite Valentine...

Tonight was the tenth annual Father Daughter dance at our church. It has turned out to be quite the event for the community. Unfortunately for the hub, he does not have ants in his pants and the need to dance. He goes because of the mad love he has for his daughters...and the realization that they pretty much dance with their friends and he visits with the other abandoned dads. After about year four, he realized he wasn't obligated to dance anything but YMCA or one song like that. The girls always like to get dressed up, even our tomboy G. She was so excited to walk down the stairs and reveal herself to her daddy this year. Here is the happy trio before they departed:



The boy and I had a date as well. We were going to go bowling, but with a bad allergy/cold that sent him to the doc this morning and my teeth that ache at any loud noises, we decided to play it cool and quiet. We went on a double date with Uncle Mike and Aunt Deb to a Chinese restaurant and then went back to their house so the boy could watch his very first episode of "Thunderbirds". Needless to say, when you show a boy fires, explosions and cigar smoking marionettes, you have a "W" in the cool mom department.

The dancing trio has returned none the worse for wear. The kids are now in bed and the hub and I are inexplicably watching "Lethal Weapon 3". A Mel Gibson mullet movie at its finest. The hub is tired and back weary, but my favorite Valentine of all made two girls very happy tonight and showed them how much he treasures them in his life. I am blessed.
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