Dancing with Daddy

                                                    What a dad! 

I was there, witnessing the whole thing.  Being Grandma, I had this same battle with the Mommy years ago, and knew how this would all go down: Whoever holds the credit card wins the battle.  But it won’t be easy.

As Lily sobbed about the discarded hooker dresses for grade school dances. I picked one up and examined it.  The seams were already splitting, the threads were ragged, and one washing would rip this sad excuse for a dress apart. 

In the end, Mommy and Lily took home a beautiful yellow eyelet dress tied with a spring green ribbon and a daisy, perfect for a Father-Daughter Dance.

             

 

What bothered me about the whole dress saga was how girls are being bombarded with the image of sexy dresses as the acceptable fashion wear for under-teens. 

This development stage of giggling little girls is being ripped away from my grandchild.  Who she is and what she will be--all is being undermined by current societal standards.

She is being told that her value is in how she measures up to other females.  Her value is how she fits in with today’s market.  

Her value increases when she displays her 'goods', before there are any goods to display.

Females everywhere:  You are more precious than any jewel or gem.  
Who you are cannot be decided by the time you are 18 and eager to take on the world.  
 

                                     Hold yourself tightly.
 

Understand your personal value comes from within, not from the world. 
God created you and has a plan for your life.  
 

                                You are precious.

 

Dancing with your daddy in your pretty yellow dress is more important than one can ever know.

 

Etsy