I went to Rochester, NY for my cousin, Brendan's wedding (which was on September 20th). He and Jill had a beautiful ceremony and we had a great time at the reception. It was a perfect day! Unfortunately, the only picture I took was this one. We were sitting quietly in the church waiting for the procession to start when I looked down and noticed my dad's socks. I'd like to think he forgot his dress socks but I'm guessing that isn't the case...he just wanted to be comfortable.
The night before the wedding I was able to stop at my Aunt Debbie's house. Granny lives with Debbie and Bill so I surprised her (she asked if I dropped out of heaven...how sweet?). Ashley was in town that weekend as well and Bob stopped by with Nate's kids, Holley and Jake.
This is what happens when you let an 8 year old dress you up:
Here's what happens when you tell an 8 year old to pose for a picture: (Remind you of Madonna? Nate - watch out!)
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