In our case, Stepfather/Daughter Dance. I asked Nora if she wanted to go to this dance and she said yes and was very excited and then she asked me what it was. I think all she heard was “dance”. Jason, being the devoted father that he is, agreed to go knowing he would most likely be bored out of his mind.
Thursdays are busy days. I pick Nora up from school and we come home. She gets a snack, does her homework and chores and gets ready for Ballet. She gets done with dance class about 515p. The dance, held on a Thursday, started at 6p. I had to make it even harder by being sick this past Thursday. The I’m gonna faint for no apparent reason kind of sick. Thankfully, Jason was able to sub in for ballet daddy duty with Lorelei and I could rest.
They got back from ballet and I had soup and grilled cheese ready for dinner and after Nora had eaten we began to curl her hair.
I had gotten her a cute dress that she could wear again and the ever important headband accessory. I was told by the school that the girls dressed in anything from flannel shirts and jeans to foo-foo dresses and their hair done at the salon. We went for an in between look.
She loved having her hair curled and the diva definitely came out as she was getting ready. We have to tame that beast at times.
I got random texts from Jason while they were there. He could not keep up with her as she is a social butterfly and loves to dance. He asked her about dancing with him and slow dances were declared “boring”, although I think she danced with him once. It seemed like the parents stood around while the girls danced and chatted with each other all over the gym. She had a blast.
I’m so thankful for my hubby who willingly steps in and for my daughter who accepts him as her “fake dad”. The years ahead are sure to be very interesting.