Category Archives: K

Cinderella

H, tonight we went to our first daddy-daughter dance.

You were absolutely excited.

It was at the Bella Vie Wedding Venue out past 130th.

I bought you pink tulips to celebrate the occasion.

The venue consisted mainly of a dance floor, surrounded by tables and chairs, and a foyer with a finger food table and a candy table.

During the night they played 25-30 fast and crazy songs. As these played, you ran and jumped and danced with all your friends from school.

They also played 5-6 slow songs. When these songs began, you came and got me and we danced together.

I am so tall, I picked you up after a little while and held you as we danced.

Halfway through the night you ran up to me and asked:

Can we say until the very end?!

I said: “Of course.”

The last song was Cinderella, By Steven Curtis Chapman, and you put your head on my shoulder from beginning to end as we swayed.

Afterward, we ate dinner at Cho-Chop with Scott B. and Kendall B.

You can’t go to the dance until you start kindergarten. So, K, you had a dinner date with mom tonight. Y’all went to Rosas for dinner and Starbucks for desert.

I love you.

-Dad

Cluckly

K, you are so darn funny I just can’t stand it sometimes.

And here’s a good example.

You rolled over in bed a few days ago and said that mom was stinky.

Mom was like:

No! I’m not stinky!

There was a little bit of back and forth…

And then you told her:

You smell like Cluckly.

We all died laughing, asking – uh – what that was exactly.

But you stuck to your talking point and repeated versions of the same thing a few more times.

Even if we never find out exactly what cluckly is, you are a funny little biscuit. I know that.

I love you.

-Dad

Get To Watch

K, you had your first dance class today!

I’m not going to lie, you have been after us for a year about going.

You saw H practice and then perform in her pageant last year, and you were just hooked.

You were absolutely brimming with smiles as we got to The Dance Gallery.

Your first lesson even happened to be one of the ones that parents got to watch.

You had a little bit of trouble following instructions – but it was your first lesson ever – so honestly who gives a care.

Your gonna get the hang of it. And you’re gonna do great at this thing.

Even if you decide that dance is not for you, I am certain that one day you’re going to find something else that’s even better.

I am so thankful that I get to watch.

I love you.

-Dad