I was a flower girl!

Last weekend I visited the grand state of Indiana for Charlie’s and Darlene’s wedding . For those not aware I was the Flower Girl on this wonderful day. Our trip got off to a rocky start as Ty spit out the Benadryl Mommy and Daddy tried to give him on the plane. The man next to me on the plane was very informative as he told me that Indiana was the racing capital of the world…why he thought I would be interested in that little tidbit is anybody’s guess. When we arrived in Indianapolis we went to the rehearsal at the church where I burst into tears at the thought of walking down the aisle myself.


At dinner that night I started to get psyched up about being the Flower Girl and I began to get my self esteem up….and Mommy’s bribe of buying me a toy if I performed well did not hurt either. The next morning I went to get my hair done with the other girls while Daddy, Greg, and Ty went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast. We met back at the hotel, got dressed, and then raced over to the church for pictures. We took lots of pictures while Daddy tried to keep Ty occupied. After 2 hours of waiting and playing, Ty was pretty spent and in no mood for a wedding so Daddy took him outside for a walk.

The moment of truth came for me as the music sounded and it was my time to perform. I was very scared and told Mommy that I did not want to go out there. Mommy, usually the soft-spoken caring voice of my two parents told me to “get it together” and instead of breaking down I actually did get it together. I walked down the aisle throwing my flowers everywhere and then stood at the altar with Charlie and Darlene. After they traded their vows we celebrated their marriage with a night of dancing at the reception. I really opened up at the reception and danced with all of the girls. Ty was a complete mess so Daddy had a few drinks and walked him around the parking lot.

When it was all over Ty and I slept very well and we then made our way back to Atlanta the next day. That flight was longer than the first one as Mommy and Daddy successfully drugged Ty this time but he fought it anyway. What a joy.

Congratulations Charlie and Darlene.

Rehearsal dinner

Saturday morning getting my hair done for the  big day.

Darlene and I taking a few pics before the wedding.

Ty was a stud!

Waiting for the wedding to start so why not run around and make a lot of noise.

I did it!  After a few tears I made it down the aisle.

Mr. and Mrs. Charles Metzger!

The bridesmaids and me.

Reception time and time to dance.

Ty made a girlfriend.  He read her a Cars book.  

He rocked the night away.

Ty trying to get in on the couples dance with Mommy and Daddy.

Bustin a move with Ty.

Lovin Cousin Amanda.

Grammy and Aunt Lori

Grandpa Cressman and me.

Ty drank too much.  Poor kid.

Aunt Lori, Uncle Greg, Grammy, me, Mommy and Daddy.

Great Uncle Lee couldn't handle it.  Zzzzzz...

Great Aunt Shirley, Bonnie and Grammy said they knew how to dance.  Hummmm...

Watch out, here I come!

Pennsylvania

A couple of weeks ago we traveled to Pennsylvania to visit my northern family and eat cheese steaks. Mommy, Ty, and I went to Grammy’s and Poppa Ray’s house but we left Daddy at home to watch Monty.

The weather was rainy but we found lots to do anyway. One of the days we went to the Please Touch Museum which was really fascinating. On another day we went to the world famous Chucky Cheese. We also saw plenty of family - Pop Pop and June, Grandpa and Linda, Uncle Greg, Aunt Judy and Amanda. It was a wonderful time and I was sorry to leave. Fortunately, I will see my family again very soon as we will be traveling to Indiana for Charlie’s wedding. I will be in the wedding as the flower girl.

When we came back home Daddy said that Ty was noticeably fatter. He is really growing and eating everything he can. He seems like he is on the cusp of speaking a little. He has a lot to say but right now the words are not yet there with the exception of “Mama” and “Dadda”

My First Hockey Game

As we all know, Daddy is a very big hockey fan and he began going to hockey games as a little boy when his Daddy took him to see the Rangers at Madison Square Garden in New York. Recently, Mommy and Daddy took me to my first hockey game. We saw the Atlanta Thrashers play the Ottawa Senators and we had wonderful seats only a few rows from the ice. I was a little overwhelmed at first with all of the people cheering, the music, and the players crashing into the boards. I warmed up a little by eating a hot dog and some popcorn….and then I received a special visit from Atlanta’s mascot, Thrash, who sat with me, gave me a big hug, and took a picture with me. (I know I am special because Thrash is a good friend of mine and he got us our seats and made a point to come see me during the game.  I love him)!

Many people say that hockey is tough to watch on television but is much better to watch in person. I would actually disagree with those people as I don’t like watching it on television and I don’t like watching it in person either. I got tired of watching the game pretty much after the national anthem.

Eating strawberry ice cream with M & M's on top!

Hot dogs and french fries with Daddy and Mommy.

Thrash came to see me.  He knows I am a bit scared of characters so he was careful not to get to close at first.

I ended up touching his bird hands and slapping his beak too!  He made me laugh and I am not as scared of characters now.  (At least characters that I know).