Princess Prep

About a month ago we were at Mel’s house, and MAddie and Alexa were all excited about a piece of paper they had brought home from school. It was a mini flyer about an upcoming “Princess Ball”. It was a special daddy-daughter dance. Even Claira was excited, chattering happily and extensively about going with her daddy to the princess dance. And Maryn and Ashlyn wanted to go very much. But there was no daddy to accompany them.

Kirk offered, but 5 little girls seemed like an awful lot for one man to handle for 3 hours.

So on the way home, I called my dad. I was holding back tears. This was one of those moments where it seemed so terribly unfair. But fortunately, the Lord has seen fit to bless me with a spectacular family. My father said yes without hesitation, commenting how it wasn’t even a “I’ll check my calendar thing”. It was a “this was one of those things that was more important than whatever happened to be on my calendar.” Thank you daddy.

And the girls lived it to the max. Soon Miciah and my brother were coming as well. They had new dresses and shoes, makeup and sparkly head pieces, fancy hairdos and fancy corsages. Dressed to the nines doesn’t even cover it.

What you don't hear is the words coming out of Melanie"s mouth. She's muttering "We're going to need to invent some ugly pills before your old enough for boys to notice. Sheesh."

Its true, her girls eyes POP when you put makeup on them.

The youngest princesses and their tiara's. Funny side note, Ashlyn kept calling it a "chiara". Silly, silly girl.

My favorite pic above. Plus the obligatory silly one below.

All of the girls at the dance. From left front: Claira (3), Ashlyn (5), Back from left: Maddie, Miciah and Alexa (all 8), Maryn (10)

Let the dancing begin! The Arts Council whose fundraiser it was sold 1500 tickets. It was very crowded! Rob said most of the time it was like a little girl mosh pit out there. All the princesses jumpin and bumpin and the dads kind of standing around the edges watching with amused and sometimes perplexed looks on their faces. The music was frequently peppered with requests of "Could {insert name here} the father of {insert name here} please come and get their daughter from the front? She lost you."

But they had fun. They got back a little early since Claira and Ashlyn ran out of steam and got grumpy.

Shocker.

I had to include this one because Ashlyn is being "typical" and I plan on using this against her someday. We wanted a group picture at Mel's after they got back and she is pitching a fit. Dad's trying to hold her still. And she's hysterical. DIVA ALERT!