This weekend gone has been something everyone in my huge family has been looking forward to for about a year. It was my cousins wedding. Every weekend for a while has been filled with some kind of shopping and wedding related purchase whilst counting down to the big day saying “I can’t believe there’s only 4, 3 ,2 1 week to go”.
So it all started on Thursday and there has been something every night until the main day on Saturday evening. It was filled with bright vibrant colours, wonderful food, amazing desserts, very nice sweet tables and family and friends that haven’t seen each other since the last wedding a year ago.
Of course, numerous evening events have played mini havoc with Little Z’s routine for a couple of days but he has loved every moment of it for various reasons. These are probably the highlights / lowlights (depending on how you look at it) of Little Z’s few days of fun.
1. Busting his dance moves on the dance floor with my uncle for most of the evening. They were not too dissimilar to a couple from Strictly come dancing with all their synchronised dance moves.
2. Watching the other half try to wrestle Little Z into his 3 piece suit. He looked adorable for all of the 20 minutes he kept it all on. I was quite impressed with that time. I’d secretly thought it would be off in about 10.
3. Have him tell you “I like my shuuuute”.
4. Watching him do laps of the wedding hall jacket-less, with his shirt untucked and tie randomly thrown over his shoulder. He spent most of that evening looking like he was swimming and rolling across the floor. His suit took the battering quite well.
5. Trying to stop him pulling his auntie’s (the brides!) dress constantly. To be fair it was ultra shiny so I don’t think this is technically his fault. Diving onto stage constantly (in heels) is a wee bit painful though.
6. Feeling a bit sorry for him after we successfully kept him in his high chair completely strapped down for about an hour. He did make an important discovery about the contents of favour boxes though so all was not lost.
7. Eventually resigning ourselves to the fact that toddlers need to run at weddings. It is toddler law.
8. Trying to pose for photos with a toddler that JUST DOES NOT WANT TO POSE. Wondering what the hell they’ll look like when they’re printed by the photographer. Wondering whether they will be edited out. Understandably.
9. Evesdropping on someone’s conversation as one lady points you out to her friend “You know that little boy in blue that did the little dance act, that’s his mum. He’s probably taken after her uncle”.