Daddy will you dance with me?

It's been a busy summer.
Matt has been gone a lot with camps.
Earlier today he was in the middle of a project and I overheard Eliana ask,

"Daddy, will you dance with me?" (She had put on her ballerina skirt and waited patiently, expectantly for his reply.)

I could see him hesitate, busy with the project at hand.

"You know," I said, "There is coming a day when you would give anything to have an opportunity like this again."

"You're right," he said . . .