The RIng Bearer

My brother and his family came from VA so that we could be honored with their son
as the ringbearer for the wedding.
His name is Andrew and he is the SWEETEST boy ever.
So sweet, in fact, that I call him Peach.
I have called him that since he was 3 months old.
He was sweet and fuzzy then, and the name just stuck.
I asked him on this visit if I should stop calling him that now that he is so big.
He replied,
"No way, I like it."
See?
I told you he was super sweet.

Thanks to Aunt Anne, the kids had books to read, paper to color and crafts to do. No thanks to mom who usually remembers such things but totally blitzed on it this time. 
How cute are they?

 Andrew did an awesome job as the ring bearer. It was his first gig, but he strutted down like a pro.
 On the way out, the girls forgot to wait for him. He calmly caught up to them and got them to take his arm.
 Adorable.
My babies and my Peach.
sigh...

 My boys looked up to my brother, and now my brother's son looks up to my boys.
I couldn't have asked for a better role model for him.

 And these two? 
Inseparable. 
They are the best of friends and it seems time stands still when they are apart.
When they are together again, they just pick up right where they left off.
I love it that she is so close to her cousins.

 Father and son.

 A side note to say that my mother in law made the awesome pillow Andrew carried. She was able to take Chelsea's idea and made it a reality! Thank you Grandma for your hard work!!

What a beautiful family! Thank you Jim, Dani and Peach for coming and making the wedding that much more special by being there!!

As you can see, I am taking this wedding thing slowly and capturing each memory at a time. Thanks for reliving it with me. It was a fabulous day that I want to remember each and every thing and this blog will help me do that.

Next up, the processional....

Comments

  1. NavhelowifeSeptember 5, 2011 at 10:01 PM

    I loved being there and seeing the grown up Jimmy with his son! My Mom and Dad would have been so happy to see that.
    I'm loving the pics, btw.

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  2. denise rSeptember 17, 2011 at 12:24 PM

    I SO enjoyed your brother, Dani and the Peach! And happy to see many of my photos made the blog! I'm honored!

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