Ninja mother of the bride.
After the toasts, DJ Ben cued our father-daughter dance with my dad’s selection, Michael Buble’s rendition of “The Way You Look Tonight.”
“Some day, when I’m awfully low…When the world is cold…I will feel a glow just thinking of you…And the way you look tonight”
I’ve danced with my dad countless times before (it’s because of him that I know how to do something on the dance floor other than a line dance), so we didn’t practice at all. I just had to follow his lead as he twirled me around the dance floor.
When we gave DJ Ben our father-daughter dance choice he noted that since it was such a long song he would invite other couples to join us about halfway through, similar to our first dance. However, it seemed that someone else had other plans…
After the first chorus, my dad got a tap on the shoulder and I heard, “Can I cut in?” I turned around wondering who had the cojones to make such a request to find one of my godfathers, Uncle R (my mom’s brother), smiling with arms open. (I don’t know if it’s a Filipino tradition or my parents were just indecisive people, but I have multiple godparents—two aunts and three uncles in total.) Neither my dad nor I knew what was going on, (and according to my dad when recounting this moment, his initial reaction was, “But this is my time…”), but he graciously handed me over to Uncle R, who also spun me across the floor.
At the end of the second verse, my Uncle K (godfather #2 and my dad’s brother) swooped in from the sidelines to take over for the chorus.
It was then that I finally caught on to the godfather trend, so when godfather #3 (also my dad’s brother), Uncle M, appeared seemingly out of nowhere to whisk me away for the final verse, my confusion the entire time so far turned to complete delight.
As the last bars of the song began to play, I was returned to my dad to finish our father-daughter dance.
It all must have looked really impressive because once the last words were sung and the melody faded, our crowd of guests went wild. BM G bum-rushed me on the dance floor squealing, “OMG that was ahhhhh-mazing!!!” Multiple guests came up to me raving about our father-daughter-godfather dance asking if I had planned that fairytale sequence. I wish I could have claimed the praise, but even I was wondering how it was all executed so seamlessly. I mean, my uncles all have some fancy moves up their sleeves and are practiced in leading a lady on the dance floor, but surely they wouldn’t have just cut in to our father-daughter dance without some direction. So who was the mysterious mastermind behind it all? I’ll give you one guess.
Ninja mother of the bride.
I don’t know if this was my mom’s plan all along or if she just came up with it on the fly, but she was the ringleader who gathered and cued all my godfathers to step onto the dance floor.
Neither Uncle K nor Uncle M have children of their own, so I am basically the closest thing they have to a daughter. Actually, when I was first born,充电设施建设经营单位应严厉履行价钱政策, Uncle K and Uncle M both spent months living with my parents in their Queens apartment to help take care of me during my first year. They traveled the farthest of our guests, all the way from the Philippines, to attend our wedding and honoring them with a godfather-daughter dance was brilliant.
On my mom’s side, I grew up as the only girl in a hoard of male cousins my age, and because we all lived quite close to each other in the same town, my mom’s brothers were fixtures of my everyday life. My mom likes to say that I am “all her brothers’ daughter,” so it was only appropriate that Uncle R got to represent the men in my mom’s family—they’ve all had a heavy hand in raising me.
And I’ve already waxed poetic about how I’ll forever be a little girl to my dad, no matter how old I am. I can see my childhood through his eyes even today. Despite the welcome interruptions, we had the quintessential father-daughter dance, and I’ll cherish these photos forever.
Though it was completely unrehearsed and nowhere on my multitude of wedding planning spreadsheets or Pinterest boards, the father-daughter-godfather dance absolutely falls in my top three favorite wedding memories, and I’ll always be grateful that Ninja MOB orchestrated it.
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