The Post In Which Weddings Are Like Childbirth

(photo credit KevinCharles)

It starts out innocent enough... you look at wedding magazines, ooh and ahhh over all the pretty pictures at greenweddingshoes. So many perfect details and sweet moments, you save your favorites and start a massive folder titled "inspiration".

Turning that into a wedding is tricky business and not for the faint of heart. When I planned my wedding, I was 19 and could have gotten married under a bridge with dragonflies for attendants and I would have been happy.

This time I tried much harder for my sister's wedding.


We worked and... sewed napkins and... cried and.... then rallied. Over and over again.



I swore I never wanted to help plan another shindig like this again.

And then the wedding came.

And it was pretty and fun.


So now I'm planning a Christmas Party.



Some people never learn.

Sprite Baby 2.0

My baby turned two this weekend.



He's not quite sure what he thinks of being so old.


But that's only because he doesn't know he's one of the lucky ones with a Summer birthday and pool party


He thinks he's very grown up.



But not quite so grown up yet that he won't wear hats while half asleep.



Happy Birthday Charlie. Please sleep in tomorrow.