Oh, she was beautiful.
Absolutely.
She sat perfectly still while I did her Cinderella hair. Just for the record, that never happens, but she barely moved a muscle as I twisted her hair into a bun, doing what I could with her limited amount of hair. (Cinderella must have had a lot of hair…of course, it seems to work that way in fairy tales. No fair. At least she didn’t want to be Rapunzel!)
And she loved it anyway. 
Tobin and I looked at each other, almost in disbelief at how fast she is growing up. Dressing like Cinderella. Old enough to know what it means to dance.
And perhaps the most heart-melting moment of the day was when she took her daddy’s hands and they twirled in a circle.
Danced.
I seriously couldn’t resist it…I had to sing. So I sang through part of the chorus before a lump formed in my throat and I couldn’t continue.
You see, there’s this place of honesty in my heart that I haven’t let find its place on my blog just yet.
That place where I truly ask myself, as the days slip by, if this is the only time we’ll experience this. If this time of dancing is only going to be with her.
Don’t get me wrong…she’s enough. More than that.
God poured his blessings into our lives on that Monday morning in June 2010. And He continues to do so.
I have never forgotten how wonderful it was to hear her cry, see her face, hold her for the first time. I remember thinking how tiny she was and how I felt certain that those moments would last forever.
Though they didn’t, it was a nice dream.
And as each day happens and as we soak up the wonderful and the terrible and the happy and the sad and the joyous and the frustrating and the completely blessed…well, we just do our best to make memories out of what we’re given.
Like those memories made yesterday as my sweet little Cinderella twirled with her daddy.
I don’t want to spend my days wondering; I’d rather just live them.
Live them fully as I let my little girl be Cinderella for as long as she wants to be. I’ll watch her twirl and sing and dance and be the wonderful Mae that God has created her to be.
And soak up the blessings of now.
So I will dance with Cinderella, while she is here in my arms;
‘Cause I know something the prince never knew.
Oh, I will dance with Cinderella, I don’t wanna miss even one song;
‘Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight…and she’ll be gone.
You just made me cry! Good reminder to cherish every moment.
I smiled when I saw you left a comment.
Hope you are doing well and having fun with YOUR girl! She’s a cutie!
And just when I thought you had already written about everything…you go and use the word “bun” in your blog. Good work, I’m proud of you. Although, you forgot to mention that you had sprayed her hair to get it to behave, so technically it was a “moist bun.”
Seriously though – I know everyone says their children grow up fast, but our little girl is becoming a big girl way too quickly. It sure is a reminder to treasure each day, isn’t it?
It’s a good thing I love you.
Otherwise, I might ban you from commenting on my blog forever.
😀
But, seriously. I love you. And watching you dance with our girl was pretty much one of my favorite moments ever.
I (heart) that song, BUT I wasn’t going to listen to it tonight. 😉 So glad you are enjoying your moments with your little Cinderella. She’s precious.
Thank you! Hope you are doing well.