Last weekend, Ellen and I found ourselves alone in a quiet house. The Littles were sleeping and Andrew and the boys were off doing Man Things. It was the perfect opportunity to do a little activity I was inspired by my friend to try.
We tiptoed up the stairs and locked ourselves in the study. I hauled my wedding dress out of the closet and slipped it on her small little frame. She giggled with delight. Then I grabbed my trusty iPhone and snapped some pictures.
She laughed and told me a silly story her Aunt Bob taught her about ‘Rindercella who “slopped her dripper.”
I let her be herself.
We both laughed.
She even practiced walking in the dress.
She liked jumping in it better.
She may not want to wear my dress some day in the (distant) future.
But she loves to wear it now.
And so we enjoy it together.
And she is beautiful.
This was a precious way to spend the afternoon with my daughter. Highly recommend it!