The Day of.

The morning of the wedding Dad and his boys went out to golf one last time.
Well, not really.
They will golf again I'm sure, but somehow it was important start to the wedding day.
The significance may have been lost on me.
Just sayin'.

 Anyhoo, My two Best Friends in the WHOLE WORLD came down for the festivities and though D will kill me for this shot, I was very impressed that they were willing to sleep in
 bunkbeds at Camp Claxton.

We have been friends since I was 11 years old, and we are always there for each other. Good times, sad times, and all the in between times, they have been there for me.

Love my Besties!!!

 We had two girls hair to roll, breakfast to make for 14 and lots of laughs. And it all seemed like a big family reunion.

 Aria, Gianna and Peach (aka Andrew) may or may not have taken advantage of the busyness and had waaayyyy too much screen time. Haha! They had lots of fun together, and that's what counts.
Detox from video games will begin soon.
 Then Chelsea gave us the FUN job of putting together some of the flowers for the wedding. My sister in law was a florist in a past life, so she gave the ideas and we had a great assembly line going.
Everything was going great, and then out of the blue....

THIS GUY IN A TUX COMES DOWNSTAIRS.
And he resembles my son.
But he's a MAN.
And he's a GROOM.
And it's his WEDDING DAY.

I may or may not have done the big ugly cry.
Right then and there.
In front of all my guests.


"Ummm, why is my sister still crying?"

And like sitting in a tux on the couch on his wedding day was the most natural thing in the world, he joined the kids for mind numbing video games.

Whew! He still has a lil' kid left in him.

Next up, the wedding....



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  1. NavhelowifeAugust 31, 2011 at 8:48 PM

    Love the pic of D. She will, however, kill you for it. :)
    Everything was wonderful and you were a fab mother of the groom and hostess, as usual!!!

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