A few weeks ago my niece had her final dance for the McKinney Cotillion. I had the opportunity to fill in for my brother as her date.  I originally thought cotillion was just about manners and which side of the plate to put your fork and napkin on so I was just expecting to have a nice dinner.  A few minutes before I walked out the door my wife Emily commented that I should be prepared to dance and I was completely caught off guard.  At that point there was no turning back.  I picked Juliana up about 15 minutes early so I could take some photos of her in her dress.  I was able to grab a few quick shots of her before the dance.  We had a lot of fun and she was a great model.  Iā€™m pretty sure that I embarrassed her horribly at the dance due to my severe lack of rhythm. Luckily, there was another dad there busting out the running man and the robot during the Viennese Waltz and I bought her a chocolate milk shake on the way home to make up for any emotional scarring.