A couple of months ago, when my sister was visiting, Jack insisted on a second wedding (you may recall our first wedding, in Sarah's apartment. We drank lemonade and danced to Rihanna). I'm 99% sure this was just a ploy for cake, but Jack would not stop talking about it, and he insisted we do it while Aunt Shasha was visiting so it would feel more like a real party. I just got the photos from Sarah so I thought I'd share them here.
|The bride wore H&M and was escorted by her husband. Hmmm....|
|Shasha was kind enough to officiate.|
|Exchanging vows. Jack decorated his shirt with Daddy's pilot patches.|
|Jack: "I love you more than ever." Cue tears.|
|Sealed with a kiss. Who needs marriage licenses anyway?|
Always a bride, never a bridesmaid. Isn't that how the saying goes? Hopefully the third time really is a charm and this one sticks. I should be in the clear, unless Will catches on to the whole cake thing...