Last weekend was my brother-in-law’s wedding. Our girls were asked to be the flower girls for the occasion, although actually they were “apple girls” holding baskets with an apple and fall leaves. I was so nervous about how they would behave. White dresses, walking in front of a crowd, staying quiet during a ceremony – all things that could go very, very wrong.
Everything went amazingly well. The girls were a little restless before the ceremony, but when the time came, they only needed a little push from me to walk down the aisle. (It helps that Aaron was a groomsman, so they knew to walk to daddy.)
And perhaps one of the most amazing moments of the day was that we actually got a photo of the four of us all together. It might be the first of all of us together, even if it is a grainy iPhone photo.