The Wedding
The main reason for the vacation. She was the flower girl and she was so cute walking down the aisle, bouquet in hand, a demure smile glued to her face. As she was walking down, I called out to her so I can take a picture. And when she saw me, she stopped dead in her tracks, looked straight into the camera and smiled. That's my girl.
At the reception, she danced with Patricia. Towards the end of the evening, when people were dwindling, she arranged the chairs so that the chairs faced the stage and the dance floor. Then, she asked her cousins to sit and watch.
Asked what she thought of Aunt A, and she said, "She's so pretty. Just like a princess."
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