dancing with daddy

Ah, a precious mommy-daughter mini-date at a store. I'm looking for a brown shirt. Keona is looking for a new dress. She was in la-la land! At one point she actually wrapped her arms around a row of garments and said with a sigh of contentment, " I LOVE clothes."

Cha-ching.

In the dressing room I'm sharing with her how I separate clothes into three piles: "no", "maybe", and "wow". She tries each potential on, twirls in the mirror, sorts them into piles, and then settles on a pink summer dress.

As SOON as we get home, Keona rushes upstairs and within a few minutes I hear clunk-clunk-clunk of her play shoes. "Sweetheart, " I ask, "what are you doing?" With wide eyes and love in her voice she said, "I'm all dressed up in my new dress so daddy and I can dance together."

What a feeling. I grab the video-camera as Bear bows and Keona curtsies. Jonathan picks a song on the keyboard and Keona and her daddy dance around the room. Can I freeze-frame this moment? They often dance but there was something especially sweet about this window. She was just a baby yesterday. Now she's dancing with daddy.