J and her dad performed in a father/daughter dance that was in Livermore last week at the Bankhead theater. I actually was invited by J’s mom to watch the recital and it was so much fun since I don’t have girls of my own and sometimes I need to remind myself that testosterone invades my home. I have no one to share my Barbies with, no one to shop with, no one to do girly things with. So, yes, it was a sweet scene to see all sorts of little girls dancing and wearing their cute costumes.
The final dance was the father/daughter number and I don’t think there was a dry eye in the house.