Aug 27, 2013

Pinch-hitting: A handmade dress, by Amelia

Hey, Errbody! It's me, Amelia!

I have a bunch of pictures to show you, because Mommy wanted to take some pictures of me in this pretty dress that our friend Amanda made for me.

I'm all about it, by the way. I'm really into pretty dresses, and I like to wear a bow in my hair now, and I really want a ring to wear on my finger.

So anyways, Mommy asked me to look at these flowers in our front yard.

 I was like, "Okay," because I mean, who doesn't want to touch flowers?

My favorite color is pink, so I wanted to touch this pink one that was right out in front. It was practically calling my name.

But then the weirdest thing happened.


It broke. I have no idea what went wrong; I mean, obviously it was nothing I did, but it must have been afflicted or something, because it just fell right off the stem.

My GOSH, the whole PLANT must have been sick, because every bloom kept coming off. Bizarre.

But also, AMAZING!!

I'm really not sure why Mommy hadn't told me about these flowers before, and how I could just go out and the blooms would come right off in my hands.

I could have been doing this for MONTHS if she'd told me earlier.

Sigh. I guess I'll just have to make up for lost time now.

I really love my new dress, can you tell? Nathaniel and Nick's old teacher Amanda made it for me with her own hands. OMG can you imagine?

I had a feeling that it would be a great trampoline dress, so I ran to the backyard to try it out. Mommy put me on the trampoline with Daddy and the boys.

It was a leeeeetle hard to crawl around in, but I made it work.

The key is keeping your knees up off the trampoline and kind of crab-crawling across it. In case you ladies need any tips.

I jumped with Daddy for a little bit, and I was right about the dress.

It was totally great for that.

But what I REALLY wanted to do was fly like a kite. And Daddy's a total pushover ... all I have to do is ask.

See? My dress was made to fly!

I wish Daddy could have made me fly for an hour, but he said something about his arms getting tired. WHATEVER.

I think that might have just been an excuse, but I know where to find him ...

Wrapped around my finger.

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