Last night there was a Princess Ball at the grade school. All the little girls were invited to buy tickets ($2 for their combined ticket) and bring their dad, brother, grandpa, whatever. They had to come up with a name for themselves and their knight (see the title of this post). A few local restaurants offered coupons for kids meals or free dessert to go with the tickets to the ball. The day Bridget came home and told us about the upcoming ball she was totally freaking out with excitement. Brian decided to make a big deal of it and get her a corsage, take her out to eat, open her door for her, the works. :)
I thought Bridget would want to dress up in one of her princess costumes, but she went with a church dress instead. Too grown up. I painted her fingernails in the morning instead of having her practice the piano like usual. She did wear her Disneyland crown. (Can you tell she doesn't know how to hold her arm with a corsage on it? Adorable.) They got dance pictures and danced and had cake. Bridget won a door prize, too.
The boys and I went out for ice cream and watched a little of "The AVENGERS" before taking the usual bath and going to the usual bed. Bridget had the time of her life. She told me her favorite part was the dancing, after she figured out that dancing meant staying in the same place and doing pretty much the same move over and over. (Up until last night, dancing meant covering as much ground as possible and leaping and turning and doing cartwheels.) I'm glad Brian was her first date - show her how it's done. :)