Indian Wedding & a Baby

This weekend I learned that you should not bring a baby to a nine hour wedding unless you have his father to assist in babysitting duties.  Maybe not even then.

One of my best friends from high school got married on Saturday.  She & her husband met at a wedding on the same weekend five years ago, how very sweet.  She is Hindu & he is Christian, so they had back to back Hindu & Christian ceremonies.  That means it was beautiful.  But long.

The Briggs family also decided to plan their family reunion this weekend.  For a not so sweet or justifiable reason.  They have one every other year, & his mom's side of the family does theirs in the same town every other year (that means he sees most of them every year).  And Marcus still claimed that he had to go because he never sees his family.

I thought it was important for my friends to meet Isaiah so I insisted that he stay with me. 

Bad decision.  Remember that I mentioned the wedding was long?  It was from 2:30pm-12:00am.  This is how we spent most of the 2.5 hour ceremony.

In the lobby of the hotel because all Isaiah wanted to do was crawl down the aisle & yell. 

But I managed to catch the important parts, like when she walked down the aisle.  She was so beautiful.

We had always dreamed of our weddings.  I could never have imagined hers being so magnificent. 

Afterwards there was cocktail hour; most of that, I spent strolling & walking him around the hotel to try & get him to pass out.  His nap was cut short earlier in the day, & he was cranky, so I was sure he needed to sleep a little.  But I think the colors were to interesting for him to ignore. 

He fell in love with another good friend, and she kept his attention while I grabbed a bite & a drink.  All of the food was too spicy for him.  So all he had the entire time were the bottles I made beforehand & kept chilled.

When dinner time came around, we managed to keep him occupied with the spoons on the tables.  Then he wouldn't eat it, but he enjoyed playing with the bread. 

During the couples' first dance to Unforgettable, I decided that Isaiah & I would have our first dance.  The parents of the bride were excited to see Isaiah on the dance floor so they grabbed him & danced with him.  An uncle grabbed him after that.  And for the next 20 minutes, Isaiah refused to come back to me.  Instead not very far from the speakers, amidst the loudest wildest point of the evening, he fell asleep in a stranger's arms.