The lovely hair. The lovely whole package. Seriously cute.
In true Adyson fashion, she was NERVOUS when we got there. She finally warmed up enough for me to take a picture of her on the stage. Once we got her up there, she was just fine and didn't really want to come down! My kids digs the spotlight.
Leading up to the recital when we would talk to her about it, she would get really nervous. So of course we did what any good parent did, we bribed her by telling her if she would be brave there would be beautiful flowers involved. Here she is holding some from us and some from Grandma (spoiled rotten I tell ya).On the way home she said, and yes this is a direct quote, "I don't want to be rude, but Grandma's flowers are much better than yours, they are just so bright and beautiful." Then to cover her tracks, "Yours are fine though. I really like purple..." Yeah. Okay.
Who knew that the 5 year old would be able to tell the difference between our sweet Wal-mart cheapies and grandmas "real" flowers. Sigh. They just get older and more high maintenance as the days go by....
Heaven help me.