Mom and Dad got all dressed up for the wedding, and put something called... shoes? .. on me. Huh.
Dad ended up wearing me for much of the night, which gave me great access to his bottles (and made it very hard for him to wear his suit jacket, so, sorry, no pictures of that).
Oh, look, a bottle!
The bride and groom looked quite beautiful.
Really, they did... Joe, and Maria:
Mom says the wedding was very nice, with lots of laughing, which seemed familiar somehow. Dad said he really wished we had gotten to spend more time with Maria, because she seems like a great person. Hopefully we'll get to visit when they're not so busy.
Dad did get to talk to a lot of his pilot friends (somehow ALL the female pilots showed up - huh), and Mom and I felt bad for the poor non-pilots at the table, but the pilots had fun! There aren't many more wedding pictures because it got verrry hot, and Dad has lost all of his Memphis blood, so we headed home a little early - but two hours AFTER my bedtime, people! Alicia was right - Bed. Time.
I slept really well in the crib (Grandma B. will be glad to know that they moved it away from the dizzying view), and woke Mom and Dad up in time to pack up and head for the airport. It took a few tries to get a flight out, but we ended up flying first class...Wow!
I could get used to this!
That's all for now from me.. time to find someone to change my diaper...volunteers?
-Eamon
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