Ever since Liam and I went to the Mother/Son dance, Natalie has been waiting for the day that she and Daddy could go to their dance. Alas, she was almost taken down by a vicious stomach bug, but our little Cinderella was NOT going to miss this dance even if she had to be carried there on a stretcher. The poor little thing hasn't been able to eat anything else all weekend, but she had been talking about having fruit punch (not just punch, Mommy, FRUIT PUNCH) and cookies all week, so she managed to have those and dance a few dances with her Dad. We didn't get many good pictures, unfortunately, and none of Jim that he would let me post. But she was very happy to go, and Jim was very happy to go with her. She did tell me that they had to walk a LONG way from the parking lot. I think the downside of fancy girl shoes has hit home already. I asked her if it was just like Cinderella's Ball, and she said No, the music was a lot louder. What I would have given to be a fly on the wall at that dance, seeing all those men out with their daughters. I'm sure it was very sweet. 
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