We had a delightful time. The little lady was a ball of energy who entertained everyone (I'm referencing Evie here, although Bridget was a ball of energy as well...) I certainly hope everyone in attendance considered Evie's joyful and talkative "enthusiasm" to be a form of entertainment and not an annoyance!
Momma Peach and Dadda were both in the wedding party, which meant we passed Little Miss Priss on to Aunt Nancy, Uncle Jim and Cousin Parker to be under their care whilst the ceremony was in progress. (Apparently, she was an absolute angel for them the whole time! Who knew she would stay still and snuggle through an entire wedding?!) She never ceases to amaze me.
We took about a zillion pictures. Really, that's not an understatement. Some of the shots below were taken before the ceremony, as well as afterwards when the bridal party stopped at an old industrial section of town to take pictures en route to the reception. And then some are from the reception, which was held at the Armory Ballroom in Macon.
I've tried to keep the pictures in somewhat chronological order, so without further ado....
|Nervous? Maybe a little...|
|First glimpse of each other!|
|Evie's Dadda calls this picture "The Chosen One"|
No editing whatsoever!
|The Armory Ballroom in Macon|
|Our saucy bridesmaid shoes!|
|Really... when our child is done, she's DONE!|
|I like weddings. And hotels. And room service. |
We should do this more often!