My little Uberangels! They did such a good job! It was ungodly hot, they were wearing uncomfortable fancy dresses stuffed with tulle (very itchy), and they had to wait patiently and quietly. None of that is very easy, especially when you are 5 or 2 years old! They performed their duties flawlessly.


The ceremony itself was not nearly as bad as I had feared. The preacher did not talk too long, gave a very sweet speech about love between a man and a woman without saying anything crazy about submissive wives or anything.
While the heat managed to wilt everything else, it did nothing to my helmet-hair. I remained very pouffy throughout the day and evening.We danced up a storm. Dilf did his patented dance to AC/DC's "Shook me All Night Long"; he jumps around on one leg, while picking the other one up and playing it like a guitar. He impressed some of the youngsters with his agility.

All in all, it wasn't the dead-end affair I had feared. Perhaps that is because half the groom's family departed at 8:30 p.m., because they were offended by the dancing. They did have some sour pusses on when the teens were dancing to the "devil's music."