Wedding Bells

So yesterday was the wedding--the kids, the ring bearer and flower girl. I'm too tired to post anything beyond a brief re-cap of the day so here it is...

 Phoenix's idea of being a flower girl was to grab huge handfuls of petals, chuck them on the floor, and then stomp on them. Meanwhile, Fisher was coaching her to toss more or not enough.

 When she saw me at the end she tossed the whole damn basket and took off for me, while Fisher was left to point out her mistake. They were utterly adorable.

 With cousins. This girl has all of them wrapped around her pinky finger.

 Sibling love.

 Fisher was thrilled that his suit pockets were deep enough to allow him to bring bigfoot along for the day. And if anyone had a problem with that here's his middle finger.

 Ready for the long day ahead. And it was. They stuck it out for 12 hours and even at the end of the night, long pass their normal bedtime, they were dishing their moves on the dance floor. Phoenix kept running into the crowd of people that fringed the dance floor and tugging on their hands to come join. The life of the party, that girl. 

There are no words for this cuteness.