Wedding day!

Aunt Jane and JT dancing to Sweet Baby James.

Nobody has ever had as much fun at a wedding as this girl did. JT named her Grand Master and told her she could dance whenever she wanted. And she did. Usually interrupting somebody or completely by herself.

It's hard to tell they're dancing together, but they are.

The little one did not enjoy the clapping or the bass in the music. His sister, however, wanted to stay till the very end. She did not win that battle.

So. Much. Boob. All the time.

Aunt Jane and Rory (actually still for a moment). Rory danced so hard she lost that yellow flower in her hair and ripped the sash off her dress.

I like him.

My tinies.

Rory wanted to be in a picture with us, but actually ran off and asked to see the picture before it could be taken, thus not actually appearing in it.

Cute.

All the tables were named after great loves in literature, with stacks of old books.

The ceremony was bloody hot and full of mosquitos and marvelously fast.

She spent the ceremony asking, "Mom, is it time to dance?"

He didn't want to go to the wedding at all.

Displaying her twirling capabilities.



Tarzaning at gym class.

The very long trampoline is her favorite.

At the check up after his freaking BRAIN HEMORRHAGE.

Bedtime stories.

Library story time. A prime example of the kids who disrupt and act like jerks getting loads of attention, while the rule followers get ignored. Switch your strategy people. Rory and the kids on either side of her got ignored for their good behavior and listening while the brats near the camera ruined it for everyone.