This Saturday night, my husband will be taking my daughter to her first ball. Oddly enough, I seem to be the one most excited about it! My husband is asking if I'm sure just a shirt and tie wouldn't be enough and my daughter, never really being a princessy kind of girl, has no idea what a ball is. She is excited to wear a really pretty dress though! No, her dress wasn't made by singing mice, but by my sister - and please don't ask her to sing.
So what do you think? Is it just a mom thing to get so excited about things like this? I'm just tickled about the whole thing! I wish I had a good camera so I could take a gazillion pictures. And if there was a way that I could be a fly on the wall that night, that would be good, too. I hope to hear wonderful stories afterward. Okay, and maybe some funny ones.
Hmmm... If I'm the one getting her ready for the ball, does that make me the fairy godmother?