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I have been to several truly memorable weddings which had lots of kids. The kids added a lot to the affair.

The free photo booth was a huge hit. I mean a giant hit with kids. As well as with the adults. I have pictures of myself as a the world’s first steampunk Indian Chief.
Hilarious.

It’s sad, but the days of the sweet bride marrying in the church she grew up in, with the family present that raised her, including their families, seem to be over.

And it’s sad. If we never invite children to weddings, how will they ever witness a wedding and aspire to ever have one of their own?

Our culture is a reflection of what we have wrought: excessive materialism, self centeredness, anti-family values. What else would we expect?

Our own daughter fought us tooth and nail when we insisted that the wedding WE were paying for be attended by as many family members as would travel to the event. In the end, it was a beautiful wedding with all of us together for likely one last time, and the pictures of the children in attendance were darling. No one acted up in any way. She has the pictures now, and looking at those memories gets sweeter every time.

My husband is from a large family so there is a huge age range among the 40 grandkids. When one of the older grandkids (his nephew) got married his bride had planned a surprise at the reception. She is a talented singer so they dimmed the lights, had a spotlight and disco ball for lighting effect and she sang “At Last” to him. The lighting fascinated his much younger cousin (she was around 4) and what the bride and groom didn’t see was her dancing in the sparkling lights directly behind them during the entire song. We were dying laughing-especially when I looked over at my sister in law (little girl’s mom) and saw the look of horror on her face. Dad had left to take the two year old to the bathroom and she had just returned from tending to the newborn and that was how the oldest managed to get “backstage” and steal the show.

I remember thinking I would have crawled under the table cloths of the head table to pull her away if I were the mom, but really not much could be done. It’s the only thing I remember about that wedding and it still makes me giggle.