6 years, 9 months.
While you and I went to our first Father-Daughter Dance last year at our church, this year made the first time ever that your school has hosted one.
We were the first there and the last to leave!
The entire time, you and I were up front, right across from the DJ and the strobe lights and the speakers.
You and I are such a perfect match for a Father-Daughter Dance. We never sat down!
I felt bad for some of the dads there, because their daughters didn’t want to dance; so they mainly just sat in the bleachers the whole time.
Not you! Not me!
It was a party in the USA!