The Daddy/Daughter dance has dinner and dancing. They have crafts and games. But the sweetest part was that they were able to write each other love letters.
She wrote her dad:
We actually got to play in the snow. They had a ball throwing snowballs. 
Okay, please make sure you check out the down south mittens my children are wearing. That would be socks on their hands and my son has on garden gloves. Yep. We don't buy gloves very often.
You have to see my favorite picture though. Seeing as how we don't get much snow, my babies still wanted to make a snowman. Here it is.....The Bootleg Snowman.
I gotta teach these babies how to build a snowman. They did the best they could in 2 inches of snow. See his hair and button eyes. He has a baby carrot nose, stick arms, and I was way to scared to ask what his mouth was made of. Gotta love it.
My sweet grandmother passed away a week ago today. She was a very sweet lady. She was funny and caring. She was a wonderful grandmother and because of her I am here. I am going to miss her. She was a beautiful lady that was tough as nails. She loved her family so much and we all knew that. I am so grateful for her. We have so much to be thankful for in having her.
Things I love about her are the memories. She used to keep me when my parents were at work. I remember throwing a tantrum at about age 3 or 4. I threw a whopper of a tantrum. I was laying face down on the floor kicking my legs and pounding my fists (I saw Wiley Coyote do that). My grandma was on the phone and kept stepping right over me like she didn't see me. After a few minutes I just got up on my own and I never did that again. She was the kind of lady that made you pick out your own switch, she could make you a meal out of anything, and could squint her eye in just the right way to let you know you were in big trouble. She was generous and giving to her family.
