My daughter asked me to be her date to the daddy-daughter dance

Not asking me to help her find a "real" date. Not joking about how I'm not a "real" boy. Just... asked me. She's 9. We're going to Home Depot to get supplies to build her a new bookshelf this weekend and then we're getting fancy and going to the dance Saturday. I'm so in my feelings right now. Where did my little girl go and when did she grow up???