couldn't be more proud

Last weekend we attended a birthday brunch for Katie Michelmore, one of my best friends, and one of Ada's favorite none blood related aunties. We don't often get a chance to dress up these days so I seized the opportunity to put Ada in a dress. She looked beautiful. So girly and pretty. I often forget how pretty she is when she is covered in a collection of mud, ketchup, and cheerio crumbs, but last Sunday she was down right stunning. Well as stunning as a 1 year-old can be.



She fussed with the dress a little when we first put it on, but then seemed to get used to it. All through brunch she even managed to keep the dress clean, but the dress could not hide the little adventurer that Ada is becoming. After we finished eating, Ada and her cousin Taylor took off and found a crate of oranges to play in, but to get to that crate they had to navigate down a small set of stairs. If you can be pro in stair climbing, Taylor would be a top tier pro while Ada would still be struggling in the minor leagues, waiting for her big break. So Taylor cruised down the stairs and Ada, anxious to follow, wanted to hurry. But she also remembered her tumble down the stairs at Eric's house so she turned around to scoot down backwards. This would be fine under normal circumstances but since she was in her pretty dress she was presented with a whole new set of challenges as her dress kept getting caught on the step just above her little body. The first few times the dress snagged she grumpily stopped her descent to grab the dress and put it back over her belly. Finally after doing this routine three steps in a row she stood up, throwing caution to the wind (giving Mommy a heart attack), balled up her dress and tried to stuff it between her legs. You could almost see her little brain churning, thinking, I'll show this dress who is boss. At that moment I realized just how much of my daughter she is, and Beta, I couldn't have been more proud.