Tonight is the annual Father Daughter Valentine's dance at church. The girls have been going for years and it has become quite the event each year. Fathers and daughter, uncles and nieces, brothers and sisters, grandfathers and granddaughters all attend and make memories. Mostly, the dads dance maybe one or two dances and then the girls dance with each other. The dads then move to one wall, hold it up while talking to each other and try to keep count of how many cookies each girl has eaten. Hopefully they keep good enough count to not revisit the cookies later on in the evening.
The moms have a special date night with their boys. Sometimes we go as a group, like bowling or jumping, and sometimes we stay in and relax. Tonight the boy chose to stay home, dine on ramen noodles and Cherry Garcia in his pajamas and cuddle while we watch Andy Griffith. How can I argue with those choices? I look as forward to dance day as the girls do. Sweet memories.
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