Brooke Goes to a Wedding

She was highly excited about wearing a "princess dress", but then to Brooke every dress makes you princess. I know this because the scary, loud mouth, new, neighbor lady/troll came out in a housecoat and Brooke yelled, "Look, she da princess, Mommy!!!" (This was followed by the troll lady walking into her house and slamming the door).

She was the regular party girl. She danced with me at first.................

But then she found someone her own size to cut a rug with.................

When her little friend (who was not wearing a princess dress and Brooke told her about it) was tired of dancing or highly insulted, she came over to find some new partners, but not before a request to have her "pitcher" taken.

She then decided that a dancing partner was no longer necessary.

After 5 plus hours and lots of dancing, it was past her bedtime and not only was she not ready to leave, but she was this wide awake.

And she was ready to blow bubbles and have some more cookies. Getting her out was not pleasant, but we eventually got her in the car, kicking and screaming.

She went in her room, danced awhile longer and finally wore herself out and fell asleep. Even party girls need their rest.