My princess is growing up

After a couple of hours, It was Zea's turn. During the past years, Zea was with her younger sister in the karakol parade...but not this time. Zea already moved into the parade... with the grown up princesses. She's no longer a baby princess. It was the mark that she's growing up. Zea was wearing a violet gown, simple yet elegant. She was escorted by her cousins, Luis and Leon. I knew how happy she was, as she walked down the street with grace. She have waited so long for this day. My daughter Zea, loves to look beautiful always...and I know she felt beautiful with her gown and crown. In her young heart, and in mine... she's really a princess.