Saturday, Claire and I went to our first daddy/daughter dance. We first went out to dinner with some friend before arriving to the dance fashionably late. I explained to Claire that you don't want to be the first person to arrive at these things as it generally takes a little while for the funkiness to get cranked up. We had an awesome time. It was interesting to note that, just like in high school and jr high, dudes have no business on the dance floor.
Speaking of dudes. matthew was caught wearing bows in his hair yesterday. There is an urban legend that I also wore bows/barrettes as a young gent experimenting with various levels of accessories but no photographical proof exists. I have informed the doctors that something must have gone terribly wrong with the bone marrow transplant, especially given the ultra-manly and testosterone-packed cells he was given.
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