A 2 year old in a white dress

Saturday was the day.  

The day Smiley put on her beautiful white dress and enjoyed playing the role of flower girl.  

Or, did she?

Here's how the day went down.

Smiley and I arrived at the church at 2:15 for pictures.  

And while she was waiting for her turn in front of the photographer's camera, there was:

Spontaneous Posing

Twirling

Playing

And

Assessing

Then, we moved locations and headed to a field.  And luckily after a few swipes from some baby wipes, her dress remained..... mostly clean :)

Five hours after we arrived for pictures, it was time for the wedding.
She and the ring bearer walked down the aisle beautifully.

She took her place next to the bridesmaids.

Gently placed her flower basket on the floor and proceeded to make a face
that looked something like this:

unfortunately, this was so unexpected that I was NOT camera ready ;(

Giggles engulfed the congregation.
From my pew in church, I finally convinced her to pick her basket back up, but she had to give her sister one last look:

She continued to stand in the front of the church.  As I watched her, I could tell she was beginning to "zone out" and daydream.  All of a sudden, she dropped her basket and the flower petals inside spilled out onto the floor.  She looked at the floor.  She looked at me.  She looked at the floor and I watched.  I watched her little face begin to get sad.  Very sad and soon she was sobbing and running down from the alter to me.  She felt so bad about dropping her basket.  

One of the bridesmaids reached down and picked up the petals and basket.  No worries.  

Smiley was still worried.  When I finally convinced her it was no big deal.  She decided it would be ok to go take her place in the front of the church again.  She walked up and forcefully grabbed HER (hee hee hee.....) basket from the bridesmaid.

And then, she looked at me.  And it was the look.  The same look she had when she dropped her basket.  And the tears came again.  I'm not sure why ~ maybe nerves, maybe she was a little tired, maybe......who knows, but it started again.  The tears began to fall.  She came running down from the alter back to me.

She continued to sit on my lap until almost the end, at which time she made her way back to the front and proceeded to walk out with the ring bearer.

With a little help from the Maid of Honor and Best Man.

Then we were off.

Off to dance and..... have cake :)

Smiley, who loves music and to dance, actually began rolling around on the dance floor
before the music even began.

And when your sister is lying on the floor, you must jump over her:

When the music finally did start,  man did that girl dance.
Actually, all three of these fabulous kiddos danced like crazy.

They danced and danced and danced.

When she had to sit out a dance.  She crashed.

Hard.
(and yes, it was midnight)

She was a BEAUTIFUL flower girl at a beautiful wedding.
What a fabulous weekend, that of course, went way.to.FAST!

Do you Believe ~ LINKY PARTY

Well, do you?

How about this one?

When Sassy was a baby, I worked outside of the home with autistic kids. 

One morning, she was sleeping, hubby was at work already and I was getting ready for work.

Here's a little house history ~
We were living in a little house in the big city.  It was a 3 bedroom, 1 bathroom, 1400 sq. foot, "New England bungalow" (as described when we purchased it.).  It was built in 1941 ~ not super old, but certainly not new.

Anyway, while I was getting ready for work all of a sudden I heard the washing machine start up.  Yep, this certainly startled me as I was the only one home (and my husband wouldn't have turned it on because he didn't know it existed... Hee Hee Hee), besides Sassy and she was in her crib. 

The washing machine was located in the basement which was 1/2 finished and 1/2 unfinished ~the part that housed the laundry room, furnace and water heater.

Well, I went down to the basement to check it out. 

The washing machine was on the spin cycle.

I opened the lid and looked inside.

There were no clothes, towels or anything other washable garment in there.

What was in there was ..............

Fish Hooks (about 10 of them).

(source ~ wikipedia)

To this day, I have NO idea where they came from.  It was winter and nope, hubby had not been fishing.

Freaky!

Anyway, you can read my other ghost stories here and here.

And I would love for you to link up your own (I'll leave it up for a few days), or leave one in the comments section!  Hope you play along :)

Do you Believe ~ Part 2

In ghosts ~ that is.

So it's time for another ghost story (you can read my first one here ~ and Lynn left a ghost story in the comments section).

Picture it ~

A big old house in a small college town.

5 bedrooms

Drafty

big and old ~ did I already say that part?

Hardwood floors, cute little built ins  ~ lots of character that I didn't appreciate while I lived there my junior year of college with 4 other lovely ladies!

Anyway, the main floor housed the kitchen, dining room, living room, sitting room, 1 bedroom, and the bathroom.  Upstairs ~ the rest of the bedrooms.

It was a Sunday afternoon ~ a rare weekend actually, that I didn't drive "home" (an hour away) to work.  I was sitting in the living room, all alone, in our big, old house.  Probably watching some lifetime movie or something. :)

All of a sudden I heard creaking upstairs in one of the bedrooms.  It was a rhythmic creaking, in one localized area. Not the sound of someone walking around.  But a back and forth creaking sound.  Like the sound of someone rocking in my roommates rocking chair...... upstairs. It continued for at least 3 minutes ~ continuously ~ creek..creek...creek...creek... ~ back and forth. 

NO ONE WAS HOME BUT ME!!!!

After listening to it for awhile ~ I locked myself in my bedroom, with my headphones on and my head in a book!

I get goosebumps just thinking about it! 

So do you believe?  Do you have a story to tell?

I've got one more for you that I'll tell you on Sunday ~ and on Sunday I'll host a linky party ~ I want to hear your ghost stories!  Come on, get ready to freak me out :)

Do you believe?

With Halloween just around the corner, it seems that there are always "ghost stories" being shown on TV.  The other day I flipped the TV on while I started making dinner, and I came across a show in which different celebrities were telling of their ghostly encounters.  It got me wondering, Do you, my fabulous readers, believe in ghosts?  Have you encountered strange things that you just can't explain?

I do, and I have ~ here is one of my stories........

(CUE CREEPY MUSIC)

Growing up, my family and I lived in a small, comfortable home (although now, I'm sure I would describe it more as tiny instead of small).  When I was in high school, my room was in the basement.  It was a finished basement, but it felt dark.  It didn't have a walkout, or egress windows, but it did have a full kitchen, 3/4 bath, 2 bedrooms and a living room complete with fireplace. 

Anyway, I was getting ready for school one morning.  It was early, 6:30 ish, and I was the only one in the basement, my music was crankin' (on my brand new 5 disc CD changer that I had just proudly purchased ☺)  and I was in the bathroom fixing my hair and doing my make-up. 

All of a sudden, my music stopped.  I thought maybe it was a reception glitch ~ after all, I was listening to the radio and not a CD.  But when I walked into my room to check it out, the whole system was turned off.  I turned it back on and walked back to the bathroom (which by the way, was through the living room, into the kitchen, through a hallway and around the corner).  When I got to the bathroom the radio turned off again.  I went back and turned it on again.  This happened just like this 2 more times.  

That last time though, after I turned it back on, I only made it the doorway of my room when it turned off again.  I walked back to the stereo, very frustrated, turned it back on again and loudly stated, "Could you please, stop turning the radio off!"

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You guessed it, it didn't turn off again.

Weird huh?

Coincidence?

So, do you believe?

I've got a couple more stories for you.....
Come back Friday and Sunday for more. 


Oh, and I want to hear your stories so on Sunday I will put a linky up for a few days so you can tell us your ghost stories ~ So get prepared!  I'm ready to be freaked out!!!!!