I don't own Kim Possible or Bob Carlisle's song "Butterfly Kisses".

MtnRon: I didn't even know that this song existed, but it fits with what this chapter is about. Thank you.


After that, there was the father/daughter dance. While Kim danced with her dad, Ron danced with her mom. Rebecca began to sing "Butterfly Kisses". It was odd hearing a woman sing the song, but that didn't mater.

There's two things I know for sure.


She was sent here from heaven,


And she's daddy's little girl.


As I drop to my knees by her bed at night,


She talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes.


And I thank God for all of the joy in


My life, but most of all, for...

"Kimmie-cub?"

"Yes, daddy," Kim said.

"I love you."

"I love you too, daddy."


Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.


Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair.


"Walk beside the pony,


Daddy, it's my first ride."


"I know the cake looks funny,


Daddy, but I sure tried."

"You're mother would be so proud of you, Ron," Kim's mom assured him.

"Thanks, Mrs. Dr. P."

"I wasn't finished," she said, "I know she'd be proud of you…because I am."

Ron was taken aback. He couldn't think of any reply for what was just said.


Oh, with all that I've done wrong,


I must have done something right


To deserve a hug every morning,


And butterfly kisses at night.

"He's a good man, Kimmy," Kim heard her dad say.

"I know."

"Hold on to him."

That statement surprised her. She looked her dad in the eyes.

"He's one of a kind," he continued.

"I plan to do just that," Kim said.

Sweet sixteen today.


She's looking like her momma


A little more everyday.


One part woman, the other part girl.


To perfume and makeup,


From ribbons and curls.


Trying her wings out in a great


Big world. But I remember…

"Oh, and, Ron," Mrs. Possible said.

"Yes," Ron said.

"You can call me "mom" from now on."

Ron looked at her and said, "All right,…mom."


Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.


Stickin' little white flowers all up in her hair.


"You know how much I love you daddy,


But if you don't mind,


I'm only going to kiss you

On the cheek this time."

"I mean it, Kim," her dad told her, "there is no one I trust more to take care of my Kimmie-cub than Ronald."

"I know, daddy," Kim replied.


With all that I've done wrong,


I must have done something right


To deserve her love every morning,


And butterfly kisses at night.

"You'll take good care of Kimmy," Ron's mother-in-law said, "Won't you?"

"There is nothing I'd rather do."

The older woman gave him a satisfied smile.


All the precious time


Like the wind, the years go by.


Precious butterfly,


Spread your wings and fly.

"Daddy," Kim said, "is something bothering you?"

"Yes, Kimmy," her father replied, "I…I just feel like I'm losing you. I'm no longer the main man in your life. I know Ron is a good man, but I can't get around the fact that it feels like I'm being replaced."

"No one, not even Ron, could take your place, daddy."


She'll change her name today.


She'll make a promise,


And I'll give her away.


Standing in the bride room


Just staring at her,


She asked me what I'm thinking,


And I said "I'm not sure,


I just feel like I'm losing my baby girl."

"I'm not so sure I can do it, mom," Ron said, feeling so good to be able to call her "mom".

"You and Kim are a team," she said, "If any two people can make a marriage work, it's the two of you."

"Do you really mean it?"

"Yes," she replied, then leaned over a kissed Ron on the cheek.


Then she leaned over…and gave me…

Butterfly kisses, with her mama there


Sticking little flowers all up in her hair.


"Walk me down the aisle, daddy, it's just about time."


"Does my wedding gown look pretty, daddy?"


"Daddy, don't cry."

Kim's dad began to cry.

"I love you so much, daddy," Kim said, then kissed him on the cheek.


With all that I've done wrong,


I must have done something right


To deserve her love every morning,


And butterfly kisses…


I couldn't ask God for more, man, this is what love is


I know I've gotta let her go, but I'll always remember


Every hug in the morning, and butterfly kisses…

The End