Other than the weather, the trip revolved around our niece, Kayla, and her wedding to her extremely tall husband, Cameron. To be more precise, in my eyes, the wedding actually revolved around my two oldest kids, the Girl and the Boy, who performed flawlessly in their roles as Flower Girl and Ring Bearer, respectively. I didn't actually see much of the other parts of the wedding, as I was primarily watching my kids to make sure they didn't do anything in front of everyone that could potentially ruin the event, such as lift up their dress (the Girl), throw the ring pillow at one of the bridesmaids (the Boy), or set the church on fire with the unity candle (either of them).
|The Flower Girl & the Ring Bear, along with all of the other cousins from the Wife's side of the family. I've heard it was a beautiful ceremony.|
And I had to spend part of the ceremony walking around, trying to soothe the Baby, since she was especially restless and loud right as the pastor started to speak. So, in all actuality, I didn't really see any of the actual wedding stuff, like the exchanging of vows, putting rings on each other's fingers, or even the first kiss. I'm not entirely sure they actually got married. I better find out for sure so I know who to address their Christmas card to. Going from hot Oklahoma to cold Minnesota makes me think the holidays will be here quicker than we think.