For my sister's wedding, my whole family was involved in one way or other. My husband was one of the ushers and the tell-the-girls-when-to-walk-down-the-aisle-guy. Our daughter was one of the flower girls, our son was the cutest little ring bearer and I was excited to be a bridesmaid. On the day of the wedding we didn't get any pictures of the kids together except for them walking down the aisle - I hope the photographer got one of those, anyways. Caleb did exceptionally well considering all of the excitement happened at the exact moment he was supposed to be napping. I felt emotional when he walked down the aisle between the girls. Never mind the bride. I shed tears in pride for my son (and my daughter) that he did so well and so willingly - he is not a people person in the least. My heart swells when I think of my kiddos, the hard times get pushed aside and I am so thankful that God has allowed me to be their mamma. I am blessed.
He was a teensy bit uncooperative, so we gave him a candy to suck on. He chewed it with his front teeth instead :)
I could squish those cheeks.
Just like his sister, he loves the park.
My little beauty.
I have 1 photo of Caleb at the wedding. A friend of my Mom's snapped this picture and I stole borrowed it so I could make a copy.
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