We had a strange afternoon last week. We were planning on going up to visit my friend Nicole, who this past summer decided to get the heck out of Lexington and move to Manchester-by-the-Sea, across from the beach.
It's a bit of a trek up there, so before we left I called Nicole. Well, she said, there's this one thing. My neighbor, who's a photographer, wants to photograph me in my wedding dress on the beach for her portfolio. But it should only take a few minutes.
Whatever, I thought. It was a nice day and my kids love being on the beach. Of course one thing turned into another, and as it was getting dark, Nicole was still getting makeup done. She had also had this idea that Lee should be photographed in a flower girl dress she had. Lee was more than happy to wear the dress, and she happily pranced around the beach.
The neighbor showed up, and they did the shoot as the light was fading. Your daughter really likes the camera, the neighbor said to me. No kidding.
Mommy, Lee said to me at one point, I like being the queen.
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