My little girl is a very sweet girl. She has her prissy moments, running around the house with her purse on her arm, looking for her bracelets. Then she has her not so girly moments; running full speed down the long jump runway at track practice, only to end up sprawling into the sand pit at the end.
My hope for Easter was for Avery to have a prissy day. That way, she wouldn't get her dress, new sweater or shoes dirty so we could take lots of pretty pictures.
We tried before church to get a good picture, to no avail. Kenny's with her turned out okay. The look on her face in the picture with me was her mean face (not the pretend mean).
We tried once we got home to get pictures, but she was pretty riled up. She ran up and down the hall, screetching, hollaring, yet having fun all the same. Finally we just started snapping pictures, hoping to get one good one. Kenny caught her in mid jump. The look on her face is priceless.
That afternoon we went to Brooke and Jerry's house for an easter egg hunt. Avery had the whole yard, and all 62 eggs to herself! Upon finding each egg, she would gasp dramatically and announce to everyone the color she had just found. It was really fun following her around, listening to her talk to herself. Halfway through, she even had to trade in her full basket for a new one!
In the end, I finally got my sweet easter picture. It's just not in her pretty pink dress. Maybe it's a taste of things to come.