Tim Survives the Father Daughter Dance

Last night my husband, Tim, escorted our eldest daughter to her 3rd Father-Daughter Dance. Being the effervescent writer that he is, you can find all the poignant details at his post on Florida Sun Dog. The little one was supposed to go, but she's had some kind of 48 hour flu type virus and is just getting better today. That's good because we are hosting the best Hannah Montana party ever today in for Annie's 9th Birthday. Actually, it's billed as High School Musical/Hannah Montana/American Idol. But basically, it's a bunch of pre-tweens having fun and dressing up. I wish they had these kind of parties when I was their age. We had cake and presents and one game in the living room. That was about it.