You know your daughter is no longer a baby when she attends a formal dance. Lucky for me however Molly's formal dance was a Daddy-Daughter dance, which means she is still my baby girl. The local Arts Council in Sidney holds this annual fund raiser which has been a bigger hit every year. This was the first year that we attended and we found that it was all that a prom is without all the complications a Father may face with a real prom..... expensive dress and hair style, and the young male date full of his youth. Molly and Emily was so excited to be going to their Daddy Daughter Prom as they called it. Their Dad's were just as excited.
Corsages and all... we were dressed to impress and ready for a night of music and dance.
Molly thought she was the luckiest girl in town, I knew that I was the luckiest Dad.
The girls danced their Dads to shame, I guess Dale and I are not as young as we used to be. We had a real blast and the girls had a very joyful night of childhood. It was truly a night to be remembered, a night to enjoy our precious daughters who are growing up faster than we would ever want them to.
A formal photo finished the night right, a Polaroid instant, now that was a first for a prom! But we sure made a great photo all the same.
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