My daughter wakes up every morning and says: HOORAY! WE ARE HEADING TO AUNT KATIE’S WEDDING!
Her life will be much less disappointing when she can read a calendar, but my sister’s wedding is quite soon, which is why I won’t be blogging much this week. I need to save my best for my Matron of Honor speech — the pressure is on when you’ve been pretending to be a writer for four years.
Besides being the Matron of Honor, my daughter is the Flower Girl, my son is the Ring Bearer, and my husband is the chauffeur, beauty consultant, and psychologist when I freak out over the number of outfit changes we need to pack for four people.
I also bought new makeup, nail polish, and got my hair done.
I can’t give away any wedding details except my daughter has requested “hair like Elsa at her coronation” for the big day, but I can tell you (and everyone I speak with this week while I do crazy things like IRON and PRAY FOR ADORABLE YELLOW SHOES): I’m beyond happy for Katie and her fiancé. Together, they bring out the best in each other, and we love them so much for all the joy and laughter they offer the world. (Sometimes, I paraphrase this by yelling YAY! and jumping up and down.)
Oh, and if you have a few minutes to think “65 and sunny” on March 22, please do. My sister deserves it.