This past Saturday night was the Girl Scout daddy/daughter dance. Noelle felt so bad on Saturday (you all know where we spent Sunday morning). She had been running a fever and sick to her stomach, so the prudent parent would have said no to the dance, right? She was so disappointed, so we let her get dressed up and she and Daddy went to the dance for a few minutes (literally). After 15 minutes, they turned around and came back home where it was back to the couch with blankets and sprite. Poor girl.
However, didn't I get a great picture of my guy and girl out of it? : ) When the other girls saw Noelle getting her picture with Daddy there was much shrieking and a few tears that needed their picture with Daddy, too.