The Shy BridesmaidBlog
posted August 15th 2018
I love being a grandparent. I am not a purple rinse grandmother who sits knitting all day, I like to be as hands on as possible with my grandchildren. I hope it goes some way to keeping me young in spirit. My husband and I are very lucky to have shared a home with my son and his wife since my oldest grandchild was nine months old, and not so lucky that my daughter decided to emigrate to Australia. So I live with two grandchildren, and the other two are the other side of the world, but I still see them as often as possible.
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When Clara was just two years old she was chosen as a bridesmaid. Never a timid little girl and always full of life, she was excited all the way through the process of dress fittings, rehearsals and having her hair done, it was lovely to see.
On the day she was dressed in all her finery and looked like a little princess, beautiful. She rode in a horse and carriage with the other bridesmaids and was fine till she saw the crowd outside the church. The change in her was amazing. She suddenly became very quite, not like her at all.
She carried out all her duties perfectly just as had been rehearsed, and then spent the rest of the day hiding her head in her dads shoulder, the shyest bridesmaid of all. She sat on his lap throughout the meal and the only person who could raise a smile from her was the bride.
She was totally overwhelmed by the large number of people, but as soon as the family left and went home, she returned to her normal self. She was showing off her posh dress and how she had performed all her duties perfectly. That was fine, till it got to about the tenth time and then we had all had enough but she would have carried on all night!
Has this ever happened to any of your grandchildren?