Saturday night Madeleine and Joe attended a father and daughter dance. The formal invitation to the dance came over a month ago and it would be no exaggeration to say that Madeleine was counting down the hours until the event's arrival. Over two hours before the dance's scheduled start time, Madeleine started choosing clothes, asking for help with her hair, wondering why Joe wasn't putting on his suit, etc., etc.
Finally the long-awaited hour of departure arrived.
After a few hours of a dessert buffet and learning new dances (the Car Wash, anyone?) the pair arrived home happy and full of tales about all they had seen (one of the dads brought his daughter in a LIMO!) and the fun they'd had ("Mom! There was a CHOCOLATE fountain!")