After a 3 year hiatus Eva and I were finally able to get back to a Father Daughter Dance. This one was special because it was her very first one for Bishop Feehan High School. She got a new dress and heels for the occasion. As I hardly ever change I had my same suit but it appears to be fitting much better these days. I can button it.
The event was held at the Putnam Club at Gillette Stadium. I’ve only ever been here for COVID Vaccines before. It was a much better occasion to be here for the dance. We sat with Eva’s friends Elizabeth, Cassie, Sam and Grace and their respective dads. I had a nice time talking with Cassie, Grace and Elizabeth’s dads. I did not get much chance to talk with Sam’s dad. I also ran into some other dads that I know from SMSH and other places. I even ran into one of my sister’s friends who also has a freshman daughter.
It was a very nice night. We danced, had good food and of course desserts. We always take a dessert selfie and up till this year the dessert was always a chocolate mousse. Things change. I enjoy that Eva still wants to spend this time with me. It was so nice to finally be able to go to one again.
Tonight Eva and I went to our fifth Father/Daughter Dance. It is an event that the two of us look forward to every year. I honestly have a lot of fun watching Eva having fun with her friends. I also like dancing with her to the slow songs and I even bust out some moves for certain fast songs. The thing that I have the most trouble with is talking with the other dads. I never feel comfortable and I am terrible at small talk. It has gotten better over the years in that I have a few guys that I see and chat with. I’m lucky that Eva’s good friend’s dad is fun to talk with.
Each year Eva hides her dress from me. She wants everything to be a big surprise for me. Of course I then need to match her dress color with my tie and with her wristlet. But, somehow I am able to at least get the color. This year we even remembered to bring the wristlet with us. I was so focused on remembering the wristlet that I forgot our photo paperwork and check. So glad I remembered some cash. Maybe by her 8th grade Father Daughter Dance I’ll remember everything. What I did not forget was to take the double dessert selfie! Something we always try and do each dance.
