But once both ruggies were dressed, I hurriedly tried to take photographic proof that they were both neat and clean and well dressed, you know, just in case they spilled something or sat in any mysterious stickiness on the 10 minute ride to the church. 'Cause that would happen. Trust.
Yeah, I know I have you staring directly at the sun, but dammit, stop squinting!
Beck, did you just yawn? I'm sorry, am I boring you? Ugh. Let's try one more picture, shall we?
Oh, damnit! Forget it! Just get in the car. And don't get dirty!
I'm not sure why I spent any time doing Morgan's hair either. It was W I N D Y!
And as soon as Morgan received her communion wafer, Beck shouted out, "I WANT ONE TOO!". Ugh.
At the conclusion on the mass, Father Steve called the girls up and gave them each a special gift.
"Nice gloves. Madonna used to wear ones just like these."
"Did your Mom do your hair? It's a mess. Here, let me fix that."
So we made it! And everyone stayed clean and tidy... well, until the ride home when Beck somehow got his hands on a marker and decorated his new dress shirt. *sigh*
Even the dog was wiped out by the end of the festivities.
Hope you all had a great weekend.
(the rest of this post is for the benefit of family members that weren't able to attend. Of course ya'll are free to stay. We'll break out slides from last year's vacation. Now let me whip up some dip.)