Monday Monkey (At the Ball) Episode 34

I Don’t Dance!

Well, at least that used to be the case. Now, after a trip to Kentucky, I can officially say that I have danced at a ball.

For the last two years my daughter, Katie, has been aggravating the snot out of me…”Daddy, are you going to take me to the Purity Ball this year?…Daddy, do you have the tickets?…Daddy, don’t forget the ball!…Daddy, I need a dress.

So, after a bunch of promises, we finally went to the Father/Daughter Purity Ball in Hopkinsville, KY. It was an event sponsored by Alpha Alternative, and the purpose was to promote the beauty of saving one’s self until marriage.

BUT, Mr. Monkey had to go, too.

Embarrassing Your Teenager

Let me tell you something, men. If you have a teenage daughter, it is imperative that you embarrass her in front of her friends at least once. It’s a law. Just be careful how you do it; you don’t want her to hate you.

You see, the trick to embarrassing your teenager without making her hate you is doing it in such a way that she knows you love her. You need to do display your pride in a crazy way that would, under any other circumstance, be considered insane.

As much as my daughter was embarrassed by a dad with a puppet on his arm, she was thrilled that I would put aside my own dignity and be a fool for her.

Loving Your Teenager

Men, let me add one more thing: if you don’t show your daughters how much you love them, there are plenty of scum buckets out there waiting to take your place. If you love your daughters, show it. Treat them like the princesses they are.

Monday Monkey (At the Ball)


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3 responses to “Monday Monkey (At the Ball) Episode 34

  1. This is hilarious! Ha, I can’t til my husband & I have kids to do these kinds of things with! Though it will probably be a while before he’d be taking a daughter to a Purity Ball. πŸ˜›

    • Confession time…I was taught dancing was a sin. So, even though I am a little more mature these days, I still wince at the thought of “getting down.” As a matter of fact, when my daughter asked why I never went to a prom, I said, “Nothing spiritually edifying ever happens on the dance floor.”

      BUT, when we were about to leave the ball, a song was played that made me stop in my tracks: the DJ played the “Cinderella” song by Steven Curtis Chapman. With visions from “Courageous” flashing through my head, I knew it was time for this daddy to dance with his daughter. So, there on the dance floor, I did a slow dance for the very first time – and it WAS spiritually edifying.

      I’m going to wipe my tears, now. People are beginning to look at me.

      • That’s amazing! πŸ™‚ I kind of grew up that way too, but not completely. I think, truthfully, I just interpreted it that way. I didn’t go to dances or prom either, because I went to public school and my parents knew that the types of music & types of dancing that was there would NOT be spiritually edifying–but would be more sexual in tone. Each year when I saw my friends’ pictures and heard their stories, it was evident that my parents were right.

        However, I’ve attended some Baptist “foot fellowships” and gone swing dancing, and even been to some parties with line-dancing! I’ve learned that dancing is some of the best fun you can have, provided it’s clean rather than sensual πŸ™‚

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