The Dance

My daughters... They are the best a dad could have. Every dad should have at least one daughter. I don't know what it is about them but they are very... girly. And that girliness, though melodramatic at every turn, makes for a life full of color and warmth. See what I mean?
Then one day, I danced with Coralie to a song in the living room which caused them all to get jealous. "Would you dance with me daddy?" Sadie asked. "Me too," said the next. "Then it's my turn," Maia interrupted. So we danced.


Even Luke wanted to dance with me (but I pawned him off on his mom for obvious reasons). I didn't get a picture of Sadie and I dancing, though she is the one who needs it. She has danced with me for some years now. My little brother, Tye, introduced me to a song by a metal band named "Stained" called "Zoe Jane". The lead singer writes about needing to protect his girl from the world. It is quite touching. Here is the Youtube song without any video. There was never a music video for it anyway so just listen.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eRJeWQ8Xr9c

It is a great song and I sing it to Sadie all the time. It is her song. On a separate note, We can now play basketball int the driveway. We got a net and play lightning all the time now. Of all the kids, believe it or not, Sadie likes it the most. Luke is a close second though.