The One That Dad Chose

"Oh, try this dress on.  It's so sparkly."

"I like this yellow one."

Then there was a pink dress with bling that Dad picked out.

"Let's get this one and this one."

"I still like the yellow one."

The yellow dress

That's when Lilly said, "I don't know what to do or which one to pick."  I was so excited to be on my first dress shopping trip with my granddaughter, age 6, and my son.  I was officially invited.  I didn't know how excited I would be until I got there.  I overwhelmed myself and Lilly. 

We explained to Lilly that we had to pick a few dresses, so she could try them all on in order to pick the one that looked the best on her.  I guess these dresses were meant to be for Easter, but they looked more like evening gowns.  But Lilly and her dad were going to a Dad/Daughter Dance in April at school, so they did fit the bill for us.  Next we had to find some tights to go with her white heeled shoes which Lilly already picked out last week!  I think this was the first buying trip of many to come in the years ahead.

Size one with heels!

On the way to the dressing room, I could feel the smile on my face getting bigger and bigger with excitement and giddiness.  My son looked at me and said, "You've waited almost 40 years for a moment like this."  He was right.  I had 3 sons and also 3 grandsons so far--Lilly was the first girl for me.  All he could hear from the dressing room was laughter and silliness.  Then we would come out and model for Dad.  I was unaware of anyone else around us.

It was a close tie between the yellow one that Lilly chose and the pink one Dad chose.  As soon as she put on the pink one, she loved it more. I think it was more comfortable for her--no sweater needed for the bare shoulders!

The chosen one, sideways! (I couldn't get it turned)

The next day we painted nails on a snowy day.

Snowy spring weekends don't get any better than this!