Over the weekend, the four of us attended the wedding of a very good friend of me and the husband. If it wasn't for her, the husband and I wouldn't be where we are today.
The ceremony was in a tiny, but beautiful old church. The ceremony was short and sweet, which was really good for those of us with kids! The reception? I think many of us will remember it for years to come.
When we arrived at the hall, cookies and appetizers were set up for guests to eat while they waited for the bridal party to arrive. Genius idea if you ask me.
Once the kids were fed and fueled, they were ready to hit the dance floor. When I say "they", I really mean Little Dude. It took GG a while to warm up to dancing. We've recently learned that she has a bit of stage fright.
When all was said and done, Little Dude danced for 3 hours straight. The only thing that could have made it better was if the belly dancer danced with him during her performance. It wasn't for lack of trying, but she did dance with him later in the night.
A boy who dances would make any girl happy, but as parents, we might be in for a bumpy ride!
Until next time....