And so much fun!
And so so much more fun being a guest than the bride.
And we had a whole load of pictures.
On the plane home Meg wanted to look at the pictures so I showed her how to.
Then Amy spilt juice.
And I was cleaning her up while she was scrabbling for an errant jellybean and causing thousands of dollars worth of chiropractic damage tothe passenger in front (who was luckily about 8 years old so hopefully we'll be long forgotten when he needs back surgery) and Meg was asking me a load of questions as she forgot which button to press and I stupidly said something like 'just keep pressing until the picture changes' and it did.
It changed to black.
And I found out Meg can read "no image."
Well, "No I-ma-geh" which unfortunately means the same thing.
But I really couldn't get mad as I had told her what to do and she did it and she realised instantly what she'd done and she was shattered.
But you know? If you're going to lose your pictures a wedding is the place to do it as everyone else is wielding cameras as well- bonus!
But you've got to get organised enough to ask people to send you copies and stuff....
And so there're none of those photos here yet.
But here is what I have from my phone camera that Amy was using as Meg was using K's phone and she felt left out.
And it seems looney now but at the time handing over expensive electronics equipment to a 5 year old to avoid having what would certainly be her ardent displeasure recorded for all eternity on her Aunt and Uncle's wedding video just seemed like a really really good idea.
And so- the wedding as Amy saw it:
A tree with a mysterious black object in front of it. No clue and as far as I can recall (and I didn't drink that much champagne!) there were no trees pivotal to the ceremony...
My dad, me and my brother. Amy says 'say cheese!' after she's taken the picture. As you can see only my brother twigged on that one.
And other than some out of focus extreme closeups of her finger and one positively booby-licious pic of a bridesmaid that I deleted out of respect (don't bend in to talk to a four foot photographer...) that was it.
Yup. The bride didn't even get a look in.
I'll have to check how Meg did on K's camera.
Here's one I took when I wrested my phone back:
Ohhhhh..... my little girl looks all grown up!