Sage was SO excited about the annual Father Daughter Dance that rolls around every February. She was so cute. I heard them talking the night before. Sage said, "Daddy, you have to dress really nice." I heard him say, "I'm wearing a tank top and cut off shorts." Ha! She said, "DADDY! You will embarrass me." Doesn't she know that's one of our joys in parenting her? On that Friday afternoon, she ate dinner as fast as she could and then hopped in the shower. I dried her hair as quickly as I could so that I could curl it. Travis walked in the bedroom and she slammed the bathroom door so that he couldn't see her before she was completely ready. You would've thought she was the bride and he was the groom. When everything was just right for her--makeup and all--she made her appearance. She looked so pretty. She was excited that they were having cupcakes and was ready to teach Travis The Wobble. I would pay to have footage of that if that actually happened.
Here's the lovely couple before they left.
Jaggar couldn't bear to not be in a picture. Mom and I took him to 32 degrees when they went to the dance.
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