Having been a "Daddy's Girl" myself, I couldn't help my emotions on this day. Here was Kassie, on her way to her first dance, and in the company of the only man in her life, for now.
I remember how important my dad was to me at this age. She is 11 and at this age, boys still have cooties. Dad, however, does not. She was so excited about going on a date with her "Daddy". How fun it was to go shopping with her to get that special dress. I kept thinking that it would be no time before we would go shopping for Prom dresses.
How time fly's.... She wanted the perfect dress, and perfect shoes. She knew how she wanted to wear her hair, and asked if she could wear a little bit of gloss. Although she is used to wearing make up, it is only for dance. She knows that she can not, under any circumstance wear make up until she is older.
Dad had me order her a corsage for this special day. It was beautiful, and it reminded me of the scene in Footloose when the mom buys the corsage and really it was the dad who had gotten it. Oh me and my eighties movies. As I took pictures of them, I kept wondering what was going on in Sal's head. Was he sad that his little girl was growing up? Was he thinking that soon A BOY would be knocking on the door to pick her up for a dance. Whatever he or I were thinking did not matter to Kassie, because the only thing she was thinking was that she was going to a dance with her Daddy and was going to have the time of her life. 
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