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Jul. 6th, 2008 10:55 pmSo today was spent at the home of our friends Bela and Sandy, whose daughter Nadya is a month younger than Ben and they've been friends since birth.
Nadya decided to change into her "princess dress," a floor-length white gown covered with lace looking for all the world like a wedding dress. I teased her about it, asking who she was marrying, and with enormous six-year-old dignity she explained to me that this was a Snow White dress, not a wedding dress, though on second thought we could certainly have a pretend wedding. And she was off.
Ben was busy with something else at the time, but he was the nearest unattached male, so he never stood a chance. She dragged him, looking somewhat confused, out of the room with her, then explained step by step how a wedding works:
NADYA: Okay Ben, now you walk in the room with me like this. [slow, dignified march] No, slower. That's good. And then... we dance together.
BEN: Dancing? YAY! [they both begin hopping and spinning]
Next time I officiate a wedding, I really must remember to suggest this ceremony. I think it has a lot to recommend it.
Later, the two of them started a small but apparently lucrative business, blowing bubbles and popping them for money--which, as Sandy observed, is nice work if you can get it. Getting married and starting a career! Big day.
Nadya decided to change into her "princess dress," a floor-length white gown covered with lace looking for all the world like a wedding dress. I teased her about it, asking who she was marrying, and with enormous six-year-old dignity she explained to me that this was a Snow White dress, not a wedding dress, though on second thought we could certainly have a pretend wedding. And she was off.
Ben was busy with something else at the time, but he was the nearest unattached male, so he never stood a chance. She dragged him, looking somewhat confused, out of the room with her, then explained step by step how a wedding works:
NADYA: Okay Ben, now you walk in the room with me like this. [slow, dignified march] No, slower. That's good. And then... we dance together.
BEN: Dancing? YAY! [they both begin hopping and spinning]
Next time I officiate a wedding, I really must remember to suggest this ceremony. I think it has a lot to recommend it.
Later, the two of them started a small but apparently lucrative business, blowing bubbles and popping them for money--which, as Sandy observed, is nice work if you can get it. Getting married and starting a career! Big day.
