The Wedding

While we were looking for new vehicles recently, the girls came with us to one dealership.   For those who know me, they realize I have a difficult time watching kids and paying attention to other activities so often choose to do one or the other with my time if possible.   The girls were anxious to do other things than sit in a small office, so took up a considerable amount of my patience.   As soon as possible, I took the kids to the car while Jason finished business with the dealer.    When he came out, he had a bouquet of flowers with him which the dealership provides to customers.  (I guess there was an awkward moment when the dealer realized he had to give the flowers to Jason instead of me – so this was the first thing that perked up my mood.)   

On the ride home, Grace began plotting, she convinced Clara there should be a wedding with Jason and I since we had the flowers.   So after bath, it was time to prep the parents for their wedding.   Grace took Jason to his closet to dress him and Clara helped me.    Jason ended up wearing a button down shirt and swim shoes to his wedding while I had on a dress with multiple necklaces & bracelets and a pair of heals for my outfit.   Why we didn’t take a picture on our wedding day?   I am not sure so you will just have to imagine the amount of jewelry around my neck and on my wrists when being dressed by a three year old.

Grace told Clara what was needed to marry people and they chose their roles.   Grace walked me down the aisle while Clara was to officiate the ceremony.    So Jason in his swim shoes and Clara in her pajamas waited for me by the fireplace in the living room while Grace walked me down the stairs and toward them with my bouquet of flowers from the Dodge Dealership.   Unfortunately, the minister got a case of the butterflies and decided she would prefer to hide in the corner than marry us.  But no worries, Grace double dutied and performed the ceremony which went about like this.   “Daddy will you marry mommy?”  (Jason: yes) “Mommy will you marry daddy?”    (Mary: yes)   “Ok, then you can kiss”.   Then a large “EEWWWH”  from both the kids in attendance because as of recent kissing has become very ewh-worthy to them both.

After this momentous event, it was off to celebrate with snacks for bedtime and bedtime stories.  I will admit my mood had improved.