So instead, we made it a fun, fancy date with the kids. I not only found my wedding dress, but wore it for the first time in 11 years. (It fit! But I had made it expandable.) Juniper, especially, was ecstatic to see me in my "marry dress". She wanted me to wear exactly the same things I wore 11 years ago. I could satisfy her with the right dress and shoes (Chaco sandals) and a shadow of my grandma's pearls. She would tell Hazel, "Don't pull her dress! It's silk! It could tear!" I've never, ever, seen her so concerned about fashion. She gazed at me with stars in her eyes. It was quite touching.
We went to the fanciest restaurant in town and had planned to have dinner a la Fancy Nancy, but it really became more about us reminiscing to the kids about our wedding day. We had a blast. Juniper, several times, wished us a "Happy Marry Day!" I will certainly pull this dress out again before another 11 years fly by.
:: A montage from our night: