Before I start with the recap of the awesome wedding we went to on Sunday, I have to share these pictures of Boogermonkey with y’all.
A few mornings ago, he was trying to put on my skirt. Of course, his chest is much smaller than my waist, so it kept falling down. I grabbed a chip clip from the fridge & pinned it in the back.
This is a pretty good visual representation of my older child’s personality
And then, last night, he decided he wanted to play dress up. With my clothes. Isn’t he pretty? I think pink is a good color for him. Also: that shawl? I MADE THAT! Swallowtail, by Evelyn Clark, Interweave 200x. Yes, I will add it to Ravelry, as soon as I get better pictures of it
OK, so now on to the wedding.
GORGEOUS wedding. Outdoors, on the one bearable day at the end of a miserable heat wave. A bit muggy, but muggy & 80 is a whole hell of a lot better than muggy & 95+ like it had been for a few days previous or muggy & raining like it was the night before & the night after. Llama & I went to college with Vaughn, he & Llama were resident assistants together sophomore year and continued hanging out with a core group of guys, playing video games like counterstrike (I hate that fucking game. 30+ guys playing it at full volume in one dorm with all their doors open: great way to make your girlfriend feel like she’s sleeping in a goddamned war zone). Vaughn is now a cop & about 1/3 of the guys are married, but we’re the only couple with kids so far. Booger & Gurglebutt stayed with LlamaMama for a few hours, which was nice because then I could have champagne without repeating “no honey that’s a grownup drink” a kajillion times. Hello, open bar. The Jen of the past would have been falling over, but the saner, happier, more mature Jen of now had a respectable two glasses.
Enough of that! Onto the pictures. Full set here. Any picture without Llama in it was taken by Llama.
Vows. The priest was awesome. Funny, irreverent, English, acknowledged that not all of us in attendance believed in
Husband & wife. Major bonus points for (a) not playing Canon in D, (b) not reading 1 Corinthians (they used Shakespeare instead), (c) not having a “unity candle.”
Dancing. There was a great dip at the end, but Llama had turned away at the wrong moment & didn’t capture it. They were so cute during this dance, though.
CAKE! The best part of all weddings, IMO.
Garter search. He spent quite a bit of time up that dress, lawl. There were little handcuffs on the garter, because he’s a cop.
Guys. Missing: Nick. Not sure where he is, no one really knows why he wasn’t there. The only time we see him is at weddings, and I was sad. Nick, honey, if you read my blog: CALL US. WE MISS YOU.
Off to the honeymoon! Disneyworld for a week.