Even as a high maintenance, 6-year-old diva, Amara continues to melt my heart.
Last week, she pulled Dad2Amara aside after dinner and asked quietly, "Will you go to the father-daughter dance with me?"
It was so precious, I honestly wanted to cry.
So all dolled up Amara and her daddy got Saturday evening for their big date.
I did Amara's hair and put lip gloss on her for added sparkle.
They posed for pictures at home and then some more for a photographer at the dance.
And as I suspected, Amara boogied the night away as Dad2Amara
Come Sunday morning, Amara was still asleep when I rose. Her Daddy apparently swept her off her dancing feet. She was content and exhausted.
And I was thrilled that for one day, Dad2Amara and our daughter were not at each others' throats.
Side note: I spent the evening catching up with a dear friend over several glasses of wine and good hummus. So no lonely Mom2Amara here!