What a weekend!
Yesterday we attended my cousin Beth’s wedding in Frankenmuth, MI, at the Bavarian Inn. Ajax threw quite the fit about having to dress up and couldn’t understand why he needed to wear a tie when shorts should be more than adequate. We had no trouble getting Noomi dressed up. She declared that her dress made her a princess and we didn’t argue. The ceremony was short and sweet and Ajax sat next to Grandma Mary telling her that it was his first time at a wedding. We realized it was their first wedding as all the celebrations we’ve attended over the past few years have either been adult only affairs, or we’ve been unable to attend.
During the reception somehow the kids sat with my parents at a different table so Dave and I felt like we were on a date night. It was wonderful. The kids were very well behaved and Noomi could not wait to dance. All the way to Frankenmuth she was talking about dancing. We thought she would be too shy to dance on her own, but boy were we wrong! As soon as the tables were cleared and the music started Noomi busted onto the dance floor like no one’s business. As a matter of fact, when I tried to dance with her she said, no no- wanna watch something cool? She then ushered me to a chair on the edge of the dance floor and made me sit there watching her run laps around the dance floor. Periodically she would bend over and swish her arms back/forth like a locomotive and she would shuffle her feet, then blast her hands up over her head. It was the cutest thing I have ever seen.
After a while Ajax went with Grandma Mary to the dance floor and said, grandma – I know how to dance- I mean, I really know how to dance. I know how to break-dance. Grandma Mary said, really? Ajax – yes, really, wanna see? He then bent forward, placing both hands on the ground and kicked his two feet straight out behind him, arching his back. When he stood up he said, whoa, I gotta watch out, I could really hurt myself! That didn’t seem to stop him as he continued break-dancing and running the entire night.
Around 10 pm we finally bundled the kids up and headed home. At that point Noomi was so exhausted that she couldn’t dance any more, but did not want to leave the dance floor and was insisting that someone simply hold her on the dance floor. The kids stayed awake just long enough as we left Frankenmuth to see the holiday lights and then they passed out.
Tonight after bath, I was brushing Noomi’s hair and I said, yesterday we got home so late we didn’t get a bath… where did we go last night? Noomi said, oh we went to a dance party with a dance princess! Noomi loved Beth’s dress and kept calling her a lovely princess. What good times!
