Thursday, April 30, 2009

Wedding

Apparently my son is getting married. (Set aside for a second that he is 6 years old.)

On Wednesday, I went to lunch with Logan at school. Everyone at the lunch table was buzzing about the wedding that would be happening at recess. They had a photographer, maid of honor, best man. The bride's mom was supposed to be picking out a tuxedo and wedding dress. Evidently they missed the step where they discuss this with the groom's parents, not even an invitation. Imagining my wife's disappointment when I arrived home to tell her our son was married, and that she missed the rehearsal dinner of corn dog nuggets, steamed broccoli and salad. Oh and don't forget the chocolate milk we toasted with on this runaway train toward the monkey bar altar.

The torrid romance that led up to this included my son hugging her every time he saw her at the Spring Fling last Saturday. As they parted for the last time, he planted a kiss on her cheek. "Aww isn't that sweet." her mother replied. "Gross, don't ever do that again." was her response. This was followed quickly by a talk with our son about the difference between liking someone and being a creepy stalker. Nothing it seems would deter young love.

All was going well as plans were being discussed around the table, until a fateful moment changed everything. Bubbling with excitement, the maid of honor spun to face the bride, who happened to be taking a drink from her water bottle at that precise moment. Time slowed as the bottle flew out of her hands and streams of liquid arched through the air, pelting the soon to be bride. Hair and dress destroyed, tears exploded from her face as the rest of the water formed a pond in her lap.

Apologies and napkins tried to repair the moment, but it was lost. There would be no wedding today. She did smile again as we were sailing across the playground as pirates on our way to steal the treasure. And for a few more years at least, we get to keep ours.

I better not get a bill from the photographer.

17 comments:

R Miller said...

Tell Logan he's better off waiting. My cousins daughter got married last year on the playground and the following day they got a divorce. No lie. I don't think these young ones take commitment as seriously as we did at that age. - Sandy

Colette Amelia said...

Must be a romantic like his father! I thought it was the girls who go crazy for the opposite sex first!

Candie Bracci said...

LOL,so cute!Nice to read that really,kids are amazing.Was like sunshines through all those bad things that we here happening in the world.
Have a nice day :)

Rob said...

That is a funny kid story. I thought at that age boys thought girls had coodies.

Daniel said...

Rob, it is cooties, and yes the female version is the cootessa. Cute story today Brian.

Ronda Laveen said...

Congratulations...almost. The photograper said charges will be billed in full as there was not a 24 cancellation notice. LOL @ Daniel's "cootessa."

BluNBlond said...

that's cute Brian. I remember the boys being very into the girls when I was that age.

California Girl said...

I would like to see those photos.

Brian Miller said...

@ronda - lol. would not doubt it. as he is only 6 as well, we'll settle it on the playground. lol.

@daniel - cootessa. haha.

@candie - there is many a day when they help me forget the future and live in the now.

dopey1 said...

The playground must be the place. Wyatt defined "going out v.2009" when a girl asked him out. Apparently, that means she loves him. He doesn't necessarily have to love her. They then go out at recess on the playground. His current love interest has 3 beaus. I guess they rotate recesses, didn't ask for logistics, lol!

Marianna said...

That is the cutest story I've heard! Thank you Brian for making my day :)

I'm sure that when the right time comes (when we are all old and grey-in a good way:) Logan will make a great husband lol

take care
peace and love
xoxo

Lori E said...

Can I get my gift back please?

Brian Miller said...

@lori - lol

@marianna - yeah, his mom wants it be a LONG time before that day. : )

@dopey - must be genetic...

Baino said...

Gold! My daughter married my nephew in my kitchen years ago. I haven't the courage to tell his new live in girlfriend!

Brian Miller said...

@baino - funny...i imagine it is like those embarrassing pictures parents keep just to show those we fall in love with...maybe a test to see if it really is love...

Mrsupole said...

I got married I think when I was around 8, but now the guy is gay and left the US, so he did not have to get a divorce. Hehe, we are still friends with the family and him. He does come to visit sometimes, but my hubby is too big and scares him, even though he is friends with his brother. We have known each other since we were about 3 years old. So it is a long time. Does that mean I am a bigamist. Will have to check into that one.

It sounded like everyone had a fun day and pay the dang photographer. These photos will one day be pricelss.

God bless.

Brian Miller said...

@mrsu - rofl! you made my day with that comments. too funny. teel the photographer...check is in the mail...lol.