“Mom, what does your wedding dress look like?” Molly asked as she was drawing on my bed after lessons. It was a little after 1pm on a Thursday. No one had eaten lunch and no one had made lunch either. The rest of the girls were outside playing in the snow. Hmmm, why don’t I just dig that dress out of the closet and show her. So I did. And then I put it on. And then she gasped, “Oh, Mommy, it’s so beautiful. You look like a queen.” (Well, maybe she didn't say those exact words but it’s believable.).
I knocked on the window to get the girls’ attention outside. They squealed when they saw me in the dress, left their sleds behind and ran into the house. “Can I try it on first? Can I try it on next?”
I dug out bridesmaid dresses I had kept from friends’ wedding and all the girls tried them all on, finding their favorites. Good thing knee length dresses were popular back then…they fit the 6 year-olds perfectly with the hem gracing the floor.
They rotated dresses, each trying on the wedding dress. And then Lucy found one of Daryl’s vest he wore in a wedding…and hilarity broke out with oversized dress pants and clunky boots.
The story ends with my sister-in-law dropping off pepperoni rolls for a fundraiser and my kids saying, “Oh, we can have these for lunch!”…at 3pm.
It was an afternoon we all will remember. And if we forget, there are these pictures to remind us. Everyday memories.
