Wedding Shoes!

Family weddings are pure fun. My boys have never been to a wedding, nor had they ever been part of the wedding party. They were beyond themselves with excitement over the possibilities wrapped up into Uncle Travis and Aunt Lynda's wedding.

It started with the special outfits - dress pants! dress shirts! bow ties! And, for whatever reason, the most exciting item - the dress shoes, or as Griffin likes to call them, his "Wedding Shoes!"

When they realized that not only will they get to attend the wedding, walk down the aisle, and party it up with a huge party with a band, but also stay in a hotel room - the excitement reached fever pitch.

So last weekend, we packed up the car and headed to scenic Watkins Glen, New York to see two people we all love and adore tie the knot.

The wedding weekend was a huge success. It started with a rehearsal dinner at a winery overlooking the lake and vineyards that stretched for a mile. We enjoyed beautiful weather, with rain that held off until we were all safely inside for the wedding party. The wedding was perfect. The ceremony, held outside, was intimate and romantic. (Well, except for the part where I got pooped on by a flock of birds during the vows. I will chose to believe it means good luck for the groom and bride, and well, maybe a bit of luck for me too since I had to live with the poop in my hair for the evening.)

The reception was an absoulute blast. The boys danced the night away to the live band. I don't think Griffin sat out one dance. Their dancing moves were the hit of the night. Chris and I laughed so hard, we cried, watching our sweet boys rockin' across the dance floor. During one of the sets, Griffin danced for, and in front of, the band and was so unbearably cute, the band members started taking pictures of their little groupie. At the end of his dance, one of the band members came up to Chris and me and told us we absolutely had to get G a musical instrument because he was destined to be our musician.

Or a dancer. He rocked his dance moves.

The boys loved the attention, the music, and the love. They loved lemonade and shirley temples served to them in champagne glasses. And they certainly loved a candy table, stocked with sugar filled delights, including gigantic pixie sticks.

The bride and groom were radiant, both so beautiful and in love. It was a joy to share in their day.

After hours of dancing, Griffin buried his head in my shoulder and told me it was time for him to go to bed. We picked up the shed wedding shoes and held our sweet boys' hands as we brought them upstairs and tucked them into bed.

Rehearsal dinner pictures:

Morning of the wedding:

The view from our hotel room:

The stunning bride: