Last Thursday was the Father Daughter Dance at our new church, Gateway. It was much different from the other dances we've been to because this one was for girls 8-18, instead of for girls 3-10, or k-4th grade. It was fun to see the teenagers dressed up in their formal dresses.
The dance was at the Lancaster Theater in Downtown Grapevine. We had chicken and fetuccini alfredo, and some chocolate dessert with coconut in it. I didn't think I liked coconut, but these were pretty good anyway. I won't mention the vegetables they served, because we all know I didn't eat them. They sat us at tables by age group, so I was at a table with other 10 year old girls, and they separated some of the dancing by age group too. Daddy was upset because he didn't get to dance to Miley Cyrus, but he sang it very loudly at the table anyway! 
While Mommy was getting me ready, painting my nails and doing my hair she said, "Can you imagine when we'll be getting you ready for a date with a boy?" I shook my head and stuck out my tongue, boys are still yucky to me. That made her smile. On the way home from the dance I was thinking about not being able to rub my eyes because of my makeup, and how I couldn't lean back against the seat because of my hair. I told my dad I wasn't sure about all this growing up stuff, like dressing up, wearing makeup, boys, and wearing a bra all the time. He giggled with me, but later when I looked over he was a crying a little bit. Guess he's not ready for me to grow up either.
After we got home we all hung out in my room for awhile. The five of us just giggled and talked about the night. Mom was playing around with Aunt Kristi's camera while I took down my hair, and took off my jewelry.
It was a really fun night, but my feet sure were tired! It felt good to lay in my bed with daddy and just relax.
