04/07/2026
When my youngest daughter found out that her father could not take her to the daddy-daughter dance, she burst into tears. It was Friday morning, the day before the dance. I went into fix-it mode trying to come up with ideas for who could take her. An uncle? A good family friend? Mom? After all, anyone special to the child can take her to the dance. ❤️
I could tell she was pondering her choices, so I leaned in and whispered, "What if I take you and we pull up in my antique truck filled with flowers?" Her face lit up at the idea and at that moment, I knew we had a plan 🌸🪻🌻🪷🌷
With a quick confirmation from the principal that I could sell flowers outside of the dance and her sisters' excitement to come and help, we kicked our plan into high gear! 🛻
Halen came to work with me on Saturday morning and helped make as many corsages as we could in the time we had while I pulled all the flowers from the cooler to put on the truck. I could see Halen's excitement growing knowing that she would be the Belle of the ball and have her mom and sisters there with her.
We rushed home from the shop with a truck full of corsages and flowers just in time to get ready for the dance. She wore one of her sisters' old dresses and found some shoes that "kind of" fit. This was last minute, remember? Her sister Marley helped with hair and makeup and made sure Halen was ready to dance the night away with her friends, complete with tons of bandaids all over her ankles.
All four Krumm ladies squeezed into the truck (Halen & Marley in the cab with me and Presley in the back with all the flowers 😂). We were excited, but had no idea what was in store for us.
We arrived early to set up and were ready for the dance to start at 6:00! All of my children have taken turns working with me selling flowers from the truck and know what to do, but have never experienced such a high volume of customers at the beginning of an event. So many little girls trying on corsages to see which one matched their dress and others selecting their favorite flowers for a DIY bouquet! It was very chaotic in such a beautiful way. The looks on these little girls' faces when they received flowers was so heartwarming. The next few hours went smoothly with a steady flow of transactions, chatting with school resource officers, and gazing at the moon. Then, the clock struck 8:30 and the dance was over.
I have never seen so many people gather in a line so quickly to buy flowers off my truck! My girls had never heard the term, "in the weeds," but they were experiencing it first hand. I could see the looks of panic in their eyes when money and flowers were being shoved in their faces from so many directions. To add to the chaos, my battery powered lights went out and we were forced to work in the dark. The adults whipped out their phone flashlights and helped us get to the finish line!
We wrapped up our last sale and I looked up to see my 10-year-old hobbling out of the front doors of her school with aching feet, pounding eardrums, a bag full of candy, and a heart full of joy. It was at that moment that my night was made. I was proud and grateful to be able to make these memories with my babies, especially with my youngest, Halen 🥰
