A formal day

Today was definitely what I would refer to as a very formal day. We were all going to get gussied up to attend the wedding, where Emily would dazzle the churchgoers with her flower petal dropping abilities. We had to be up and at 'em bright and early in order to assure this eventful day went off without a hitch.
First on the agenda was styling my sweet girl's hair. Let's get one thing straight...I am not a hair doer. At this point, I can safely say that I have mastered the art of brushing hair. I am barely proficient at the art of the pony tail. I was in way over my head before I even got started. After foolishly turning down 2 offers by Stephanie, my extremely hair-styling-talented sister in law, I took a quick trip to the store for hair spray and bobby pins and got down to business. One hour later, I had a very excited little girl with a very sloppy up-do. Luckily, Steph un-did and then, subsequently, re-did the do before the event.


I am happy to say that both kiddos were absolutely wonderful during the entire event. Ethan sat nicely in church (Thank you, Teddy Grahams), and Emily pulled off all of her flower girl responsibilities delightfully. At the reception, Emily danced a Polka with her great uncle Joe, and Ethan danced up a storm in the center of a circle of middle aged ladies. Pics soon to come!