We packed up this weekend and headed to the beach for a friend of ours' wedding. Addison was going to be their little flower girl. We were calling this the "trial run" to see how Addy would do for Joseph and Tracie's wedding next month. I had promised a PRIZE if Addy made it down the aisle. She would tell anyone who would listen that she was going to walk down the aisle and get a PRIZE.
Honestly, I was more than a little worried about it. Addison is two HALF, after all. You just never know what they will do. I figured out pretty early on, that this wedding was to be on the actual SAND. Not on the grass, as I had earlier thought. My visions of my little temperamental red head were not looking so good. I also found out that there was going to be another flower girl who was a few months older than Addison. Certainly, she could wrangle Addison if she got out of control. Right? Turns out, said flower girl was quite shy. She looked a little scared of Addison at their first meeting.
I honestly don't blame her. She scares me a little too.
Anyway, during the rehearsal, I realized that trying to control Addison near the ocean and in sand was not going to be an easy task. She was digging and playing and kicking sand everywhere.
All while little Brooke stood quietly and held her mommy's hand.
After I was able to physically force her off the sand, we went to the rehearsal dinner and saw the most beautiful sunset on the way there.

And this crazy looking house. We found out that they have been building it for 8 years!

When it came time to get ready, Addy informed me that she did not like her flower girl dress. And proceeded to try to take it off. Oh, crap. This isn't going to work. But she put it back on and didn't say another word.
Here is little Addison waiting to be the flower girl.

John and Claire at the wedding. I hardly heard him complain about how hot it was. He was a good sport.

Here is someone you don't see very often. Uncle Jay, who according to Addison, lives in a football game with Big Al.

Sharing a sisterly moment.

Is it my turn yet?

Waiting our turn. I had to hold her, so she didn't run into the wedding processional.

Walking down the aisle.. notice, no pedals are being thrown.

"Hey Brooke, you coming with me?"

Brooke trailing behind Addison holding her Mommy's hand

Proud Girl!


She made it!!

The Beautiful Bride, Jennifer and her dad

Family shot on the beach

Eating Brooke's food

Even Claire was enjoying herself

Caught with the watermelon. Girlfriend could've turned into a piece of watermelon she had so much. The front of her dress is pink with watermelon juice.

She would grab a piece of watermelon and run around on the dance floor and then back to the watermelon... she just made a giant circle

She did great during the wedding and even had her picture made after a bribery of sweet tea. She is a Southern Girl! Claire screamed pretty much the whole way down and back and spit up a lot. But, all is forgiven for just one of her little smiles.