Let's Go to the Hop

Little One, minutes before going to her school’s Sock Hop.

It’s times like these that I literally thank God I have a wife, i.e., I’m not a widower. I don’t know how I’d handle these dances and such. While my girls, being girls, love these things with infinite passion and excitement, me, I’d actually rather be at the dentist. Getting a cavity filled. Easier to deal with than a roomful of parents making small talk.