As you most likely are aware, my mom got married the other day.

Everything went off without a hitch (at least as far as I am aware). The ceremony went beautifully and the reception was fun (and well attended!). It was a little hot, but very manageable (in other words, not as hot as our wedding).

Oliver caught a nap on the floor in a room before the ceremony, since we couldn’t find the nursery. We had to wake him up just a few minutes before the ceremony to finish getting him ready. He spent most of the time playing in the back with Uncle John, which was fine, because we had our hands full.

Evie was a flower girl, and she was very excited. She did an excellent job, spreading the petals evenly and dumping the remainder of her basket at the end of the aisle. She even decided to clean up after herself, picking up the petals on the procession out. However, her favorite part was the nail polish she got to wear (and is still wearing).

I walked my mom down the aisle, but that was the easy part. The hard part was being the parent of a flower girl, which is a very stressful occupation! We were sitting in the first row, which was perhaps a little too close to the action. This meant that whenever Evie decided to be a part of something, she could get there before I could stop her. If she decided to stand with the bridesmaids, she stood with the bridesmaids. If she decided to walk up for a better view of the rings, she did it. The rest of the time she was just antsy, and we tried to keep her occupied.

All Oliver had to do was look cute, which he did as well as anyone. He had a black suit and bow tie, with a blue checked shirt and light blue Converse All Star shoes. He had a grand time exploring everywhere and dancing the night away. He was pretty wore out by the end of the night (Evie too!)

The reception was a lot of fun. I didn’t get much of a chance to talk to anybody because I felt like I was always chasing after one kid or another. In addition to family, I saw a lot of my mom’s friends who I haven’t seen in many years. Instead of a cake, they had a dessert table full of some really wonderful desserts. This is a really good idea, but on the other hand, it is tempting to take too many! Alas, before I knew it, it was time to take the kids home for bed. It always comes too soon! It sounds like the party continued long into the night, even after the reception was over.

Thanks to Dan and Allie for letting us stay at their house! We didn’t get much of a chance to hang out, but we were glad to have friends in town so that the out-of-towners could stay with my mom.