For instance, Gracie made it down the aisle in her first (and maybe last) stint as a flower girl. Barely.
She was such a doll in her little dress and flower crown, and she sat so still and good as I was curling her hair and putting on her shoes and dress. And she had a ball playing around on the stage and in the aisle when the church was empty. But then all the people began arriving, and she started to get scared. In fact, as everyone was lining up, I thought Micah was going to have to walk down the aisle with her. But we grabbed her little hand, stuck in my niece's (they were walking together), and pushed her out. Thankfully she didn't cry until she saw my dad in the front row. Ha.
We didn't make it very long into the reception until she had had her fill of the DJ's loud voice ("Noise, Mommy! I go home now?"). But we survived, and she was adorable.
And then we woke up the next morning, dropped Grace off with my dad, and headed down to Galveston for another wedding, this time for one of my best friends.
... including Christmas lights and a rooftop view of Galveston!
It was a quick trip, and I headed straight from Houston to Austin the next morning for a three-day trip that just about killed me. On top of the mental gymnastics involved in expert depositions, I just missed my loves. Thankfully, I made it to the airport in time to catch the last flight out of Austin on Wednesday. And now I'm home.
So what did I miss? What have you guys been up to?