We were all excited to celebrate with him and his fun family.
To get ready I bought Mark new shorts and shirt (it was a casual wedding), same for the boys- ok they wore their old khakis and new button shirts.
Sarina got a beautifully BRIGHT pink lace dress which was shorter in front and longer in back. She was stunning in it with her brown skin from camping.
Then there's Elsa.
Seriously, I waffled in Target.
Boys section?
Girls section?
I physically walked back and forth a couple of times before I gave up and selected an outfit from each.
A dress just like her big sisters...
and shorts and polo shirt like her brothers would wear.
What do you think she chose?
Somehow we got the dress on her and Charlie INSTANTLY blurted, "Elsa you're BEAUTIFUL!"
Oops.
She started wiggling around then looked at me and said, "How do I get this thing off?!"
And the "thing" was said with such disdain.
You could see the hope fade from Sarina, Carl and Charlie's faces.
When Mark got home I was stunned he was able to get the dress back on her.
Then he tried bargaining. The stakes were up to $20 and a new baseball hat, of her choosing.
She still refused.
And again she said, "How do I get this thing off me?!"
It was the shorts and polo.
I figured, it was way more important that she feel good about herself than we get our way and force a dress on her- even though Charlie was right, she was BEAUTIFUL in it.
But there's hope.
She told me the only day she'll wear a dress is when she marries Henry.
Sweetness.
Pure and simple.
