Last night Ryan took Caroline to a Daddy Daughter dance at the Y. I figured with the new baby and it almost being her 3rd birthday, Caroline could use something special. She was excited to have some alone time with Daddy, but I think one of her favorite parts was riding "Daddy's Car." (That is quite the luxury around here!)
Caroline got all gussied up in her Christmas dress and finally put on her "church" shoes even though she wasn't going to church. She even let me brush her hair and put a headband in it. That is usually not as easy as it sounds, but I guess she wanted to look good for her date. As she left out the front door with Ryan, all I could think was that, in a few years (okay, maybe more than a few, but time will fly I'm sure), she'll be headed out the door on a date with a boy who is not her daddy.
*sniff, sniff*
Here are a few pictures to enjoy while I collect myself...
Daddy and his date
getting down/wondering why Daddy was taking a picture of her
enjoying lots of chocolate
coloring a picture
When Ryan brought her home she had partied her little self to sleep. She became my regular almost-three-year-old again and was ready for bed. Ryan said she was maybe a little too young for the dance, but I know she had a great time just hanging out with him.
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