a date with Dad

Last night, Julia and Andy attended their first Father/Daughter Dance together. Actually, they spent much of their day together as Andy was off work, and Julia's class went on a morning field trip, so he met them there and signed her out for the rest of the afternoon. She is still a daddy's girl (you might remember that Andy was the only one allowed to hold her in China and that she sobbed and sobbed when she had the misfortune of sitting at the table with me while he filled his plate at the breakfast buffet) and had a great time last night. In fact, she called me on the way home to tell me that she won a Claire's "credit card" and has been driving us crazy for a trip to Claire's today.

Julia's first flowers from a man. Of course, they have to come from Dad (a hint to any dads who might be reading this blog).

When I tried to get a picture of the two of them together, she was pressed so tightly to his side that I couldn't see her, and she didn't want to move.

Now that's better.

Apparently, she couldn't get enough chocolate covered pretzels. They had a chocolate fountain, and I learned this morning that Julia does not like strawberries....she is her mother's daughter after all, and for the record, Savannah does not like them either.

The kindergarten girls....they clean up quite nicely, don't you think?

Andy said that they play a game every year where they stand hand in hand in a circle, and they have to pass through a hula hoop without breaking the chain. The dad next to him struggled with it and was amazed when Andy managed without any difficultly. Andy admitted that this was his seventh Father/Daughter dance, so he has had some practice.

Andy says that Savannah and Julia are two very different girls. Savannah enjoyed spending time with her friends when she attended the dance with Andy. Julia stayed by his side the whole time (I am guessing that Savannah probably did more of that in kindergarten). Julia wore him out as she insisted that he spin and spin and spin her, so he arrived at home with a headache...hmm, do you think we are too old to have such a young daughter?

Just for fun, I am posting the link to last year's post about the father/daughter dance. This year was a bit more smooth for us, but we did have one glitch in that Zach was supposed to meet a ride to a friend's house up at school, and Andy took him thinking he would be home in plenty of time to get ready for the dance. Thirty minutes after the scheduled arrival time, he learned the ride was not coming...ooops, so once again, we had just a small race to get to the dance on time.

http://lifewiththepages.blogspot.com/2009/02/father-daughter-dance-2009.html