Today was a big day for my husband.
So big, his parents even came to town. All the way from Texas.
It didn’t work, by the way.
The kind that are so thick and cumbersome, you wonder if your dress is tucked into your undies, because you’d never be able to feel it.
I also re-discovered some panty hose I hadn’t seen in years.
It wasn’t a joyful reunion.
And in turn, our family, as much as we might have preferred not to be, was in the spotlight.
My dress was pulled up. Twice.
Shepherd threw a screaming fit. He had boogers everywhere. And not a napkin in sight.
Sophie kicked some unsuspecting passers-by in the reception line.
Isabelle couldn’t keep her dress down.
Congratulations, baby. I am so proud of you.