blabbermouse, wedding edition

This is my cousin Katie.

On Saturday, Katie married David.

And my boys were her ring bearers. In sage suits!

My mom and dad were there.

My brother, Gordon, was there.

He has really big eyes. Also? He is very funny. I laugh almost every time he opens his mouth.

Before I had 26 cousins, I had one. That one was Katie.

Before Katie was born, I was the flower girl at her parents' wedding.

(That is me, just seconds before I chickened out and tried to drag my mother along with me. I'm proud to say my boys made it all the way down the aisle at Katie's wedding without assistance, and stood like gentlemen with the wedding party throughout.)

Katie's dad is my Uncle Joe, whose comments you have probably seen here.

(Katie's mom is my Aunt Alice, who doesn't love to have her picture flashed hither and yon, but OH WELL, SORRY ALICE! You're special and you must be shown.)

Alice and my mom. They are sisters.

Are you following this? Good.

Now I mentioned that Larry and his band were the entertainment, right? Well, I don't have a great picture of that. But if I had to capture the essence of how hard they rocked? I would capture it thusly:

They rocked very hard.

It's hard to believe that it's been TEN YEARS since Katie and I were here:

That's Katie and me, ten years ago today.

Me and Larry, ten years ago today.

Happy, Happy, Anniversary.