Wedding, Weekend and Weeping

Another weekend flies by...

This Saturday, Mike's cousin Kyle got married to her highschool sweetheart, Pete. The wedding was in Springfield, MA and we left the kids back home. Isabella requested to stay at my parents so that she could spend some time with Grennie, her pony. She has only been riding for a couple of months and already is a "posting" pro and is able to ride around the fields off the leadline. She truly enjoys it and it is something nice that she and my mother can share. Vinny was staying at Bruce's house with Bruce, Jen and Nick. We dropped them off around 3pm and drove down with Mike's parents.

Following the ceremony (which was beautiful!) we called to check in on Vinny. Evidently he fell asleep shortly after we left the house. (As it would turn out, he would sleep the entire time we were gone! When I was little and just couldn't "cope" with something, I would pass out until it was over. Vinny must adapt the same way! Anyways, he was well cared for and was happy to see us when we came to pick him up!)

I felt like an idiot during the wedding though because for whatever reason (hormones, too many cape cods, whatever...) I couldn't keep from crying throughout the evening. I think most of it was just that while wedding symbolize love and bright futures, they also make you realize how fast life goes by. Watching Kyle and her father dance, It hit me that before we know it, that will be Mike and Isabella. I look forward to watching my children grow up but I can't lie- it is bittersweet.

Congratulations, Kyle and Pete!! Thank you, God for another gorgeous summer weekend! And Isabella and Vinny- slow down with this "growing up thing", will ya? : )