Imagine your daughter helping Sam to plan your wedding
“What colour dress do you want?” Sam asked, kissing Katie’s cheek as she sat on his lap.
“For the weddin’?” she clarified, and he nodded.
“Mmhm,” he hummed, opening the wedding binder you’d been slowly working on.
Currently, the only thing you’d decided on was venue, so Sam wanted to enlist your daughters help to speed things along.
“What colour is Mommy’s?”
Sam laughed slightly.
“Mommy’s will be white, sweetie,” he reminded her, and Katie nodded.
“I like lellow,” she told her father, while pointing at the page in front of her.
There was a floral arrangement that you’d liked as a bouquet, some of the flowers a beautiful pastel yellow colour.
“That’s super pretty,” Sam agreed, one arm wrapping around her waist and resting his chin atop her head. “I think that’d be beautiful.”
You walked into the room, grinning at the sight of the two people you loved more than anything in the world chatting away about your wedding.
“Mommy!” Katie grinned, reaching a hand out to you.
“Hey, Katie Cat,” you smiled, handing her the bowl of fruit you’d prepared as a snack and moving the binder out of the ‘splash zone’ from the orange.
“Kate wants a yellow dress,” Sam told you as you leaned across to kiss him softly.
“That’d be beautiful,” you agreed. “My little maid of honour in a pretty yellow dress, I like it.”
Your daughter grinned around a mouthful of pineapple, some of the juice running down the side of her chin.
“Maybe no pineapple while you’re in your pretty dress, huh?” Sam suggested, mopping up the juice with his sleeve. “Bit too messy.”