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A flower girl and a princess.

Happy Monday!  I've finally organized the photos of Bug in her flower girl debut!  We were so thrilled that Uncle Peter and Tita Ingrid asked Bug to be a part of their very big day!

Rehearsal day!
 Rehearsal with Tita Nara, Bug's new best friend. :)
Uncle Peter and his mommy.
She made it down the aisle!
 As Tita Ingrid was walking down the aisle, all the bridesmaids lost it.  <3 br="">
Such a sweet moment.
I was in shock that this little one would stand so still during the ceremony....
 ...I spoke too soon because in the middle of the vows, she started talking.  She's so cute, though.
 Then we bribed her to be quiet with some teddy grahams.  Whatever works.  Hahaha.
It blows my mind how brave Bug can be.  She entered the reception holding hands with her new "cousins."  Afterwards, she came to Mommy and Daddy and said, "They said my name!"  She does love being the center of attention. :P
College buddies!

Then she danced the night away with everyone except her parents.
At the end of the night (9pm), we found our daughter, still dancing the night away and forced her to leave before any major meltdown.  I'd say her first time as a flower girl was a success!

Congrats to Uncle Peter and Tita Ingrid on their wedding!  We really are blessed to have such amazing friends.

In other news:

-Someone discovered mom's heels and is actually quite good at walking in them.  4 inches.  No joke.
-Someone has also found a new love and appreciation for princesses...and with that came an appreciation for dresses. That's right!  Dresses!  FI-NAL-LY!  This mom is so excited to now have a daughter who kind of likes dresses.  Here she is doing the hula with Lilo...in her Snow White dress.  (We still need to work on princesses.  Ha!)
God Bless,
Kat

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