My mother and step-father got married for the third time Friday night at my house. No, it wasn't her third marriage or his third marriage; It was the third time they married each other.
It was a very small ceremony, but very sweet. My mother wasn't planning to dress up, but I told her that what she was planning to wear wasn't good enough. I wanted to shop with her for a new dress, but she said she didn't have time. So, I ended up letting her borrow my wedding gown.
Here are some photos from the wedding and dinner party following.
My step-dad and brother/Best Man waiting for the ladies.
Katie wore her Christmas dress and was the cutest flower girl ever.
My mom walking into the room.
My BFF Michelle performed the wedding ceremony. This was her first time doing so, and she did a great job.
The happy observers.
The obligatory wedding party photos.
Katie and Julianna were entertaining themselves during the seemingly neverending photo shoot.
All of the grandchildren photos.
Looks like we acquired a few extra children here. The "extra" children are my God-daughter, Julianna, and my neighbor-daughter, Eryn.
And here's the happy couple with the lady who married them, Michelle.
Their first dance as a thrice married couple.
And last, but not least, the wedding cake from Hell.
Why was it the wedding cake from Hell? Because it was completely and totally W-R-O-N-G, WRONG. Do you see that decorative edging around the top edge of the cake? That was supposed to also be around the bottom of the cake. And all of those brightly colored flowers on the top of the cake? Not supposed to be there at all. You probably can't even tell that the cake is supposed to be heart-shaped, can you?
Oh, well... At least it tasted good.
But that doesn't mean I'm going to let Publix get away with ruining my mother's wedding cake!