Wedding bells
My 3-year-old niece got married on Sunday.
Okay, she's in her early 20s now, but when I look at her, I see the toddler I adored when I was dating SO. She was precocious, red-headed, and full of personality. Now she's self-absorbed, beautiful, and the most talkative person I know. I'm hoping her new husband will handle her (with kid gloves) and be a loving stepfather to her 4-year-old son. I'm hoping he's a keeper.
The most disconcerting moment of the whole weekend was when the ladies were pulled into one room and shown the lingerie my niece got at her personal shower. After looking at all that lace and see-through nylon, I had to turn away.
"Where's the flannel footie pajamas?" I asked.
She looked at me with pity. I guess I did sound pathetic. And old.
Sigh.
1 comment:
OK. I lost my previous message. So here's the short and sweet version. My last single niece is getting married in Dec. Her intended is eye candy and I really like him as a person, too.
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