I was lucky enough to come out of high school with three girls that I can call my best friends... Ashley, Jackie, and Erica. We all live in different places, but when we get to be together, it's like no time has passed.
So, this past weekend was Erica's big wedding weekend! I was blessed to serve as Matron of Honor, and Sydney was blessed to serve as the flower girl. I must admit that I was very nervous as to how the day would go... a black-tie optional, country club wedding, 6:30 PM, and a newly-turned 3 year old who normally goes to bed at 7:30 (and fights taking naps on the weekends). I was sure it would not go as hoped. At least, I was setting myself up for that... and Erica, too (who had to have been the most laid-back bride ever. Her attitude was, whatever!)
Sydney and I had watched some YouTube videos ahead of time of what flower girls are supposed to do. Of course, it didn't help that the 4th clip we watched was a little girl picking her nose all the way down the aisle. So, we started playing a game of what flower girls shouldn't do, and Sydney would critique all the videos we'd watch.
Ok, so the day of the wedding... I leave early in the morning for festivities in Atlanta. Stephen has both girls and I have insisted that he makes sure she goes down for a nap. Which he did. But, she never actually went to sleep. She did "rest" for an hour and a half, but no zzzzzz's. Stephen calls to tell me and I am thinking, great... this will be great. Luckily, she falls asleep in the car on the way to the wedding (45 minutes!! Woohoo!) and she seems to wake up pretty refreshed.
Once she gets her flower girl dress on, she is a happy camper. She got to open her Wedding Barbie gift from Erica (her first Barbie doll! She loved it).
Then, Erica asked Sydney if she wanted to hold the ring bearer's hand. Sydney enthusiastically nodded yes, and went over to hold the adorable boy's hand. The wedding wasn't for an hour. I don't think Sydney let go of his hand for that whole hour.
Sydney and the sweet boy walked down the aisle together, perfectly. Sydney even sat in the boy's mom's lap during the wedding and was perfect. I couldn't believe it. Sydney was just the sweetest, cutest flower girl. She had a ball hanging out with her little crush (I have never seen Sydney look at a boy in that manner before! Stephen said he doesn't know what to think of it!). It was precious.
To tell you how good Sydney was, a nice guy came up to me and said, "Is your daughter the flower girl?" and I said yes. He told me that he has a little girl on the way, and he could only hope that his daughter would be as well-behaved as Sydney was. It was such a sweet comment, but part of me chuckled because Sydney is just a typical 3 year old... maybe one that was just caught up in the glamour of a beautiful wedding. Whatever it was, Sydney was a doll.
And Erica was beautiful.
And I love my best friends.