Catching hasn’t been her thing. Most of the time she does the typical, close her eyes, put out her hand (or glove) and hope that she catches whatever is being thrown at her. This hasn’t ended well on several occasions.
Sunday night was different.
There was royalty there and knights for which we cheered.
While they were demonstrating their horses skills they were also waving and getting the crowd excited for the games. Part of this was flowers. Flowers they kissed and threw into the audience. The flowers were thrown to lucky people periodically with the knight sort of giving a nod before they went in a specific direction.
The last rose was kissed and tossed. I saw where it was going. I was there for back-up. She didn’t need me. She totally caught it all by herself. No momma help necessary. When she realized she had caught it, she looked over at me and looked over at daddy and said “I know you are really impressed that I caught this flower all by myself!”
It’s a good thing she can catch now…maybe she’ll catch some pride, too. I think she’s lacking <3.
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