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Saturday, October 13, 2018

First...we practice


One of my younger children wanted to know why weddings need rehearsals. Good question. You don't rehearse other major life events like birthdays and funerals, do you? So I don't really know. Except that I'm sure they get hitched with fewer hitches when rehearsed.


So we practiced.

But first we built. Andrew had asked my dad to make a cross for the wedding site. It traveled all the way from PA. While my dad thought maybe it should have been a little taller, it would not have fit in the mini van if it had been any bigger. It was perfect.





And then we waited.







Jake saved the day. Always, always bring an Eagle Scout with you. Better even than a wedding coordinator.

The musicians, finally all in one place for the first time since August, did their own rehearsing. King-style, of course, which means that everyone knows what to do and there are way too many bosses. But in the end it's beautiful and no one would ever know what happens behind the scenes.


The ring bearers definitely needed some rehearsing. Nathan was chosen because he's a good listener, respectful, and well-behaved. Mr. Victor, the same age as Nathan, was chosen because every bride and groom need a chance at the America's Funniest Home Videos grand prize money.



And when the ring bearer's gotta go, the ring bearer's gotta go.


If I were the pastoral type, I would think that officiating for my children would be the highlight of my pastoring career. Interestingly enough, the Good Doctor's marrying duties started when he married his mom and stepdad in 1997.


Victor had some words for Andrew and Sarah, "Oh guys, I'm just so happy for you to be married! Then you can get your own apartment." Ummm, what exactly does he know about marriage?



As mother of the groom, I was told to "Show up. Shut up. And wear beige." I'm not really a beige-wearer but I did comply for the rehearsal.

And a gift for the bride and groom, from MomMom, that attempted to make its way to Kentucky for a bridal shower but ended up getting sent back to PA so it made the roadtrip instead.



Well, all that waiting and rehearsing and exploring and outdoor-potty going was exhausting. Just wait til the wedding!




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