Here is my hubby and I after my mom’s wedding. The ceremony was held in a small church and was the perfect setting for the amount of people we had. I was the matron of honor and my stepbrother (now!) was the best man. My hubby played the part of photographer for the majority of the ceremony.
I had to temporarily loan my bouquet to the 3 year old flower girl in order to coax her to walk down the aisle. Prior to the flower switch it was clear that the poor little girl was on the verge of complete meltdown. Luckily I grabbed some crayons and got her comfortable with me. We were able to practice walking up and down the hallway just minutes before the ceremony, with my flowers in her hands. My mother was going to have a stroke as I started to walk down the aisle with the teeny tiny bouquet that was meant for the flower girl, but I figured it was probably more important to my mom to have her step-granddaughter be a part of the ceremony than which flowers I had!
We had a wonderful weekend, full of fun and family. My Aunt, cousin, and brother stayed in our tiny house for the weekend and little Miss Mercy was thrilled to have the company. We were busy every minute of every day since Thursday afternoon.
We’re exhausted now.
Tomorrow we’ll be back to my regularly scheduled blog.