Has it been a month yet?
Look at me, posting again!
One wedding down, two more to go... then a week and Deliah will be with her dad for two weeks... what shall I do with myself? I imagine I'll manage... with a lot of sleep!
So the wedding. I didn't really get to watch the ceremony because if Deliah wasn't pointing excitedly at my brother and yelling his name, she was screaming to be put down, begging for Pauline to pick her up, or trying to run into the middle of the ceremony... I spent a lot of time carrying her away from the gazebo. The highlight? The car alarm she set off after my aunt gave her keys to play with. After everything was said and done (and I'd strapped her into her car seat to scream for about five minutes) she clung to the minister (a man she'd never met before) and glared at me sucking her thumb. It was pretty cute since she failed in her master plan of making me jealous. Of course, I suppose she could have been much worse considering the wedding happened at a time she was normally in the middle of a nap. She did sleep before the reception, at least, and she ran around and was especially adorable (even if I do say so myself). (And zomg, Luke, I so remembered to friend you!) Best part of the reception? Watching Jon crack jokes constantly. It was nice the wedding was so small since no one had to feel awkward around a bunch of strangers. Oh yeah, and getting to drink socially was nice, too. Mmmm, having a beer or two has never been so enjoyable.
Here's hoping Deliah fares better at cousin Jamie's wedding... and at Den and Pauline's... eesh, I still need to hammer out plans of who'll be minding her for that. I can see it now: Deliah runs up and through the ceremony screaming for momma or "Dennit" or "Bauline!" Don't read that, Pauline, you've got enough stress already.
One wedding down, two more to go... then a week and Deliah will be with her dad for two weeks... what shall I do with myself? I imagine I'll manage... with a lot of sleep!
So the wedding. I didn't really get to watch the ceremony because if Deliah wasn't pointing excitedly at my brother and yelling his name, she was screaming to be put down, begging for Pauline to pick her up, or trying to run into the middle of the ceremony... I spent a lot of time carrying her away from the gazebo. The highlight? The car alarm she set off after my aunt gave her keys to play with. After everything was said and done (and I'd strapped her into her car seat to scream for about five minutes) she clung to the minister (a man she'd never met before) and glared at me sucking her thumb. It was pretty cute since she failed in her master plan of making me jealous. Of course, I suppose she could have been much worse considering the wedding happened at a time she was normally in the middle of a nap. She did sleep before the reception, at least, and she ran around and was especially adorable (even if I do say so myself). (And zomg, Luke, I so remembered to friend you!) Best part of the reception? Watching Jon crack jokes constantly. It was nice the wedding was so small since no one had to feel awkward around a bunch of strangers. Oh yeah, and getting to drink socially was nice, too. Mmmm, having a beer or two has never been so enjoyable.
Here's hoping Deliah fares better at cousin Jamie's wedding... and at Den and Pauline's... eesh, I still need to hammer out plans of who'll be minding her for that. I can see it now: Deliah runs up and through the ceremony screaming for momma or "Dennit" or "Bauline!" Don't read that, Pauline, you've got enough stress already.