|pic from my-wedding-cake-ideas.com|
The best part was the impromptu gathering at my sister's house afterwards. Keep in mind that she already had both of her children, their spouses, one granddaughter and two dogs in her house, then Dave, my Mom and I piled in. We gathered around the dining room to watch the happy couple open their gifts. Then the bride requested to see some of her new husband's baby pictures and learn more about his family. Hilarity ensued! Sis hauled out a huge bag of random pictures - covering more than thirty years - which were waiting to be put into albums, and we all dug in. We shared memories and embarrassing stories, passing pictures back and forth while we laughed and all talked at once. I think the most common phrase heard was "Look how thin I was!" Around 1:00 a.m. the left-overs were pulled back out of the fridge for a little snack, and then it was time to head back to Mom's and hit the sack.
I have tried to create this kind of moment in the past, but it's been my experience that when you plan them, they never work out. The best things happen when you just relax and go-with-the-flow. In spite of my grumbling about loading back into the car for another weekend trip, this turned out to be a special time with family. There's a lesson in there somewhere, but I refuse to examine it too deeply for fear I'll have to admit to being wrong.