The Dad takes his girl to a Dance

Once upon a time in a land not so far away there lived a girl who was going to the ball. Problem was that she loved her bluejeans over velvet and cared far more for her worm farm than for sparkling tiaras.

Primping and preening was just not her style, but sat there so patiently just to see her father's smile.

Attended by maidens, waited on hand and foot, she sat there for hours while she'd rather eat soot.

All dressed and bejeweled, she was the vision of beauty. She danced out the door with her Dad in tow.
The night was a delight, a memory to hold dear, and one to share with a friend true and near. Pictures were taken, dances were danced, sweets were eaten and much laughter was shared. When the weary princess collapsed into bed, she whispered to her mother that she was glad that she went and perhaps she would go another time, years from now when she had recovered from this overwhelming day.

Sweet Smiles

The reason we are all smiling today is that we are celebrating the anniversary date of our first adoption referral for our eldest daughter 13 years ago! It just cannot be that long, it has gone in a flash. We recall that day in our lives when it turned upside down and we saw her picture for the first time. It is one of the special days in our year that we celebrate for each of the girls.