Let the wedding season begin.

Kayt and I were sad this evening. We had to let Brad take Noah to the rehearsal for the wedding he is in tomorrow because we are still both feeling mucky. 

I am going to the wedding. Period. Even if I spread my 'junk.' 

Maybe I will wear a mask? Probably not. I don't think it would go with my outfit. 

So, we had a girl's night at home. We snuggled up on the couch and honked our noses. It was lovely! 

These are Kayt's Barney pajamas. If the picture were in color, you could see that they are purple pjs with footsie's. She does look like a dinosaur with a big belly in them. It's cute. 

This wedding made me think of the first wedding that Noah was in. Mandy and Sam were married just two months after Noah was born. He was quite a stud in his tuxedo onesy. He rode down the aisle in a doll carriage and the older kids pushing him had his pacifier crammed in his mouth. It was awesome. 

Weddings are tiring, what can I say?

My mom brought Noah up to the church because I was doing my matron of honor duties. She had spiked his hair. I thought it was cute; Brad was appalled. 

Tonight, he is rehearsing to be in his second wedding. This is his friend Molly. He adores Molly. He does everything that Molly says, almost to a fault. Last summer, we were at the park with Molly and she told Noah to go over to the tree on the other side of the park and pee on it. He took off running. When I finally caught up to him and I asked him what he was doing, he said oh, I'm going to pee on that tree way over there, like it was no big deal. I'm hoping Molly uses her powers over Noah to convince him that walking down the aisle is a good idea. I am so sad that I missed seeing this. Isn't he so grown up?

Brad was sweet to send me pictures from his phone so I could feel like I was part of the action.

When I told him he was going to be in the wedding and walk down the aisle, his bottom lip started trembling. He said, I cannot walk to the church. I cannott cross the street because a car might run over me. Since that day, he is convinced that being in a wedding means I am going to make him walk to a church. It's been a source of stress for my definite first-born. And from one first born to another, I understand little buddy, I understand. Brad said he did such a great job tonight. Just cause I like to be real, I cried when he told me what a great job Noah did. He. Is. Just. So. Big. and I am so proud of him. 

I cannot wait to post pictures from a successful walk down the aisle tomorrow. 

I'm off to rest. 

I've got a wedding to attend!