Clothing Oddities and The Rehearsal

My husband's sister got married last weekend.  Berean was a flower girl and Lincoln was the Ring Bearer.

After a flurry of activities on Saturday, we finally made it to the rehearsal.  I had gotten Berean up from her nap, popped her dress over her head, told her to put her shoes on and we were out the door.  

At the rehearsal she removed one of her shoes, and I happened to see the bottom of her feet.

The picture does not do justice to the sheer magnitude of dirt on that little flower girl's foot.  Oh well.

That nice open space was a wonderful spot for the kids to blow off some steam.  Oh, about the clothing oddities- Roman gives us nothing but trouble when we want/need him to "dress up" for something.  At tee ball, the Tuesday after the wedding, I noticed that he had put on black dress pants with his jersey.  Apparently it is not a matter of discomfort, but of will.

I was trying to get a picture of all of the kids, but this time it was Berean that was non-compliant.  Look at the rest of them, sitting there all nice and cute!

The window well provided entertainment as well.

Berean goes wandering away, backpack in place.

A brother is close at hand to track her down.

Do you know how much it melts my heart to see him take her hand?  All the boys hold her hand a lot - that girl is well loved.

Stopping to smell the roses- or rather some other random yellow flower, whose name I can never remember.