So I stroll (a better term may be whatever is a notch under "charge"... definitely not "walk nicely," as certain well-meaning parents told me) down the aisle, holding the hand of my 6-year-old cousin Skylee. Instead of holding the pillow like I should hold a platter of something precious, I felt that the pillow needed to feel the full and true experience of a Will-I-Am-In-Charge Stroll. The Pillow did survive... barely. Mommy had to reattach the bow-ribbon on top of the pillow several times before I even started down the aisle. Hey, I was getting a little tired. It had been a very busy weekend up to that point already. I even asked Daddy if I could go home before the wedding even started.
But I was good for Daddy during the wedding. I got to play in the back of the church with my toys and Uncle Ben. Mommy said that she didn't hear a peep from the back... until at one point when everything was quiet and then, "ROAR!" Hey, that's what dinosaurs are supposed to do, ya know?
So Uncle Tophy and Aunt Alyssa got married! Yeah! I always told Uncle Tophy that he needs to make an honest woman out of Aunt Alyssa.
After they got married, I had to go take a nap because I was completely ker-tuckered. Whatever that means. I mean, Daddy and I went to Mr. Phil's (Alyssa's Daddy) house for the Man Breakfast in the morning before the wedding. Mr. Phil is such an amazing and great man. At the breakfast, there's more Sausage than the eye could see. There may have been other items, but that don't matter. THERE WAS SAUSAGE. Dad started me out with two or three sausage links and two non-sausage items. Well, by the end of the Man Breakfast, I ATE EIGHT SAUSAGE LINKS. I believe this is a Rite of Passage in some Native American Tribes.
I also discovered these things called Mints. Once again, Mr. Phil is the Man. After the Eight Sausage Links, I think I had about two and a half packs of Mentos, the Freshmaker. I love those things.
After my Sausage-Mint-Wedding-Induced coma, I woke up to find that the Real Party was about to start! We had a very nice reception with lots of food (non-sausage variety... rats!) and cake (pretty much on par with the Sausage); and people got up to say lots of nice things about Tophy and Alyssa, including Mr. Phil, who probably gave me another Mint afterward (no joke).
But then came the Dancing. Oh man, if there's a Heaven, the walls would be made out of Sausage and Mints, and there would be a DJ spinning some sweet grooves. I was movin' and groovin' all over the place, pointing my little fingers up in the air in time with the music. I think I danced more than anyone else out there, especially Daddy. I literally danced up a storm. Okay, dad, not literally, but you get my point. I even got to slow dance with Mommy!
So a Good Time was had by all, which should be the ultimate measure of any social function. Tophy and Alyssa got married, I ate some sausage, and some other things happened. All was good.
In addition to all of the wedding stuff, the past month I got to celebrate both Aunt Jo and Grandma Nancy's birthdays! I think AJ turned 33, and Grandma 36. Or so they say... I think they are much younger!
Anyway, Daddy is making good use of his iPhone. He writes down notes of little funny things that happens. So here are some randomness over the past month or so:
- Daddy breaks a nice figurine statue, ON ACCIDENT AND IT WAS SUPER FRAGILE. I say, "You broke the lady, daddy? You go to time out!"
- In a public restroom with a hand dryer. Me: "That's for big people, not for me."
- I am potty trained! Like, 99% of the time. I am very good at telling people when I have to go... MOST of the time. But when I'm having a good time... it can be tough.
- One night Daddy was reading Dr. Seuss' Fox in Sox, and I noticed something fishy... Daddy was skipping pages! I totally call him out on it. Mommy says to Daddy afterward, Will is on to us. The jig is up! Ha ha!
- Huh? We were all driving to Peoria, and I kept asking Mommy, Huh? Mommy told me that that was annoying. Well, being the stinker that I am, I said it over. And Over. And Over. And OVER again. I had a Big Grin on my Face. Daddy was just chuckling up front. Mommy was not too happy about that.
- Mommy asked me if I knew that verbal contracts are enforceable in the state of Ohio. I said, Yeah.
Well, that's all that I got right now. In a week and a half, I am going on vacation to Michigan! I am looking forward to some good de-stressing. Life can be hectic, ya know?
-WDJ
