Their wedding was small- immediate family maybe 10 people total. The beach trip was the closest thing to a honeymoon. Greathusbandbob and I floated out the idea of a wedding reception to his daughter and she made it happen. Balloons, flowers, orange juice/seltzer toast, playlist including the electric slide, the chicken dance and hava nagila- including lifting the Irish groom on a chair in ironic jewish fashion.
Both are Star Trek fans, both are introverts. The two youngest family members carried flowers and led bride and groom to their seats at the table to the theme song of the Original Star Trek series. In spite of the fact that we had spent the entire week with them, those few magical details really made it feel like a wedding reception. Here they are arriving-
Son Ian's playlist included the song "I wanna marry you"
at which point I began to get all teary.
Dinner was served and the couple shared their first dance together.
Greathusbandbob giving the toast, unable to hold back the tears at
the mention of the brides deceased father, his brother Fred
The Electric Slide- which ironically the
groom (an electrician) was the only one who remembered how to do it
Danny in the chair- the only reason Charlotte was spared
was because she was six months pregnant.
YMCA with grandfather and the grandkids.
And finally, the bride is gluten-free- the real kind not the hipster kind- so we had an ice cream sundae bar instead of a wedding cake- various toppings and ice cream flavors. The winning combo for me was Turkey Hill orange sherbet/vanilla with chocolate sauce. Mother of the bride and daughter Melissa making sure everything is ready.
It really was one of the most magical wedding receptions I have ever been to.
So. Much. Love.