We just came back from a whirlwind trip to Atlanta for Daney's wedding.
My poor Texas babies. We were walking around Decatur on a beautiful but chilly morning before the wedding, and Birdie says, "I know this is Hotlanta, but I am freezing!"
This was Birdie's first wedding. She was counting down the days for about a month.
She was definitely into it. Are you surprised?
Oh, my darling boy. This sweet, sweet child had just gotten over a nasty stomach bug the day before. I almost left the boys at home because he was so sick, but he really wanted to go. He did fine on the flight and at the wedding. Little did I know, 7 hours after this, we'd be requesting all new linens for the hotel room bed from the projectile...um, grossness. Too much partying, not enough recovering.
The best table in the house:
Look who was handed a bouquet from the bride herself?