Karis, my seven year old, has wanted to be a flower girl so badly for the last few years. I’m not sure where this desire came from. She hasn’t been to a lot of weddings and she doesn’t remember Trey being a ring bearer, although she’s heard about it and that’s enough to make her jealous. But she has talked and talked about how much she wished that someday she would get to do it.
So the day finally came. This past weekend Karis, along with her cousin Claire, got to be a flower girl in Brent’s cousin’s wedding. She had so much fun, but it was very serious business to her: she made sure that she kept her dress clean, threw the petals ‘just right’ and kept her best smile on. She so desperately wanted me to just go sit down and let her do her thing (yeah, right!).
It was really neat to watch her during the ceremony. She took everything in, paid rapt attention to what the bride and groom were doing and even stifled her laugh when her cousin leaned over and said, “Sicko!” as the bride and groom kissed!
I said to her afterward, “Karis, now you’re going to have to dream a new dream so you have something else to look forward to.” Her response to me was, “Oh mom, I have lots of dreams. I still want to ride a horse!”
