Going to the Chapel....

I'll admit it. Growing up I never dreamt about my wedding day, having children or any of that mushy girl stuff. It always seemed like something that would never happen to me. Boy, was I wrong!

I met my soon-to be husband and we were engaged before dating for even a year. I was pregnant a little under a year after the wedding. Since I never thought these things would happen, at least not this early in my life, I could care less about having a boy or a girl. But when we went for my 20 week sonogram and heard the news that our first baby was a girl, I was ecstatic.

Now, 4 1/2 years later, I have a beautiful and sometimes difficult little woman on my hands. But while I failed to fantasize about all the chick-flick stuff, my girl obsesses over it. Since she was two, she has been talking about her "Married-Party" (that means "wedding" for all you non kid-lingo people lol).

So, imagine how perfect it was to hear that her class would be dancing to "Chapel of Love". AND wearing mini-wedding dresses. G has been in seventh heaven since hearing this and loves to try on her costume. And she loves it so much, she actually asked, no wait - BEGGED - me to take pictures of her in her costume. So, of course, I could not refuse!