Brianna had her annual Father Daughter Dance tonight. We went out and picked up a new dress, some shoes, and the accessories to go with them. She picked the dress herself, with a little coaxing (the orange ball gown she was begging for thankfully had a rip in it). She knew how she wanted to wear her hair, what color tights she wanted to wear, and she was thrilled that I let her put on a dab of my perfume. She wouldn't let Scott see her until she was dressed and ready, and she made him wear a dress shirt. LOL
I'm amazed at how big she has gotten. My little baby girl, wearing lip gloss and heeled shoes. I'm holding on to every one of these moments.
