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wedding day

It was still dark when I woke up this morning and thought, "I should get up."  I started sitting up and realized, it's Saturday!  My mornings, Monday thru Friday, start around 6:15am.  It's really not too big of a deal for me since I'm a morning person but when I stay up late with Phil watching Top Chef and Arrested Development, then it's a big deal.  Maddie pretty much has two choices for her lunches.  It's either going to be pb&j or a ham sandwich.  If we've had rice and pnut sauce that week then she'll often choose that.  So, I drink my coffee while I make her lunch and then wake her up around 6:50am.  Often she's already awake and for some horrible reason, Lily is too.  So then we're up.  Phil's up at some point as well but I'm definitely the one running the morning routine show.

But for some magical reason, right now, I'm the only one up at 7:01am.

Maddie's in a wedding today.  We've never met the bride or groom.  Maddie's friend, ChuChu, who lives upstairs knows the bride and groom and she's in the wedding, too.  ChuChu was nervous to be in it on her own so she asked Maddie to do it with her.  This is a CH wedding so I'm not quite sure what their role is, something like a ring bearer is what we're gathering.  ChuChu's mom took Maddie to a bridal gown rental shop yesterday and Maddie got to pick out her dress.  It's a pretty, white, fluffy dress with silk roses.  She also got sparkly silver shoes.  She's getting her hair done this morning.  Phil and I are thinking we could make some good money this way.  Rent-A-Cute-Kid for your wedding.  Oh, and Phil and I are not invited.

Funny how we don't really think this is all that strange (slightly strange but not very).  No one else involved finds it odd, so why should we?  When in Rome...



   

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