Father Daughter dance. I had a lump in my throat and a few tears in my eyes as I took these photos.
The girls had painstakingly placed their dresses (Harper's- Sadie's was also H&M), shoes (they were so thrilled that they were sparkly and had a tiny heel) , tights, and headbands (also H&M) on their dressers. They asked me to paint their nails and curl their hair and give them a tiny bit of blush + lip gloss.
Their excitement was palpable and it made my heart hurt. They love him and look up to him SO much. He is their daddy and their hero and the love of their little lives. When he's not here, they cry for him and constantly talk about him.
To them he is ,quite literally, Prince Charming.
And he's showing them so much. Not only how to be courageous, how to work a hard math problem, how to tie their shoes, or how to hand wash a car. He's showing them (through his love for me) how they deserve to be loved, respected, and honored one day.
And they are teaching him patience, vulnerability, and that a little bit of magic truly does exist.