Anya : her traumatic flower girl experience
Anya’s been so excited about this flower girl thing. She kept on asking when she can start wearing her white leggings, and if she could bring along the flower basket to the supermarket!
Then the big day finally arrived.
And since Wilson’s gone out earlier to cover the wedding itself, a friend came over and helped me get the kids ready (Thanks Jo!)
I actually wanted to ‘do up’ Anya’s hair, but then again I knew I had to be realistic (since they usually wake up at the same time as they’re supposed to be leaving home today!)
And so I went with the natural look. NO make-up (much better this way I think, since she’s only three!). And I braided Anya’s hair the night before so she could have some ‘curls’ in the morning.
The curls looked great for the first hour or two. But by the time she walked down the aisle, she’s left with just 10% of it. Oh well.
Now. The big moment.
She stood next to Andersen who’s the page boy of the day. And when all eyes in the room were set on them, she … froze.
The music played, Anya took three steps forward, turned around, gave me an “I’m so scared’ look, and refused to walk any further.
And in my mind I was like, no no no no no … please don’t do this now.
The page boy kept on walking. The music played. Everyone was smiling at us. Anya’s feet seemed to have gotten heavier by a tonne and I know she’s going to walk ONLY if I walk down with her too.
And.
So I did.
It’s like getting married the second time (minus all the bridal feeling!)
Frankly I was mad at Anya for backing out in the last minute (and for making ME walk down the aisle too!) Though I didn’t scold or yell at her afterwards, I did seriously speak to her about it once we’re out of the room. Anya definitely knew how unhappy I was.
But then Wilson did remind me afterwards how I shouldn’t ‘condemn’ (or blame) her for what’s happened. She’s afterall still a kid who unintentionally felt too overwhelmed by the crowd and attention.
That perhaps I was the one who’s overly anxious about the whole thing. *sigh* And I know he’s right (and I’m grateful he mentioned this to me).
Ah. What can I say.
I guess I’ll be remembered by everyone as the ‘Flower Aunty’ of the year!
Oh anyway.
Here’s Vai … doing the ‘I’ve finally taken my shoes off and I’m exhausted’ look (when 70% of the guests have left the lunch reception room).
