Kids say the darndest things...like I Do

My kids got married last night. By my kids, I mean Becky's daughter and her newly-minted husband, but I'm calling jurisdictional rights over them in this instance.

I've known Kelly and Josh since the day they helped Becky move her things into what has become our apartment. Things were odd at first, given that they were meeting Mom's new boyfriend for the first time, but all was well by the end of the day.

Since that day, I've grown rather fond of the pair of them. Kelly is absolutely fantastic in pretty much every way imaginable (she gets it from her Mom!) and Josh reminds me a lot of me: picky eater, smart assy at times, and hopelessly in love with his woman.

I arrived at the golf course where the ceremony and reception were both being held, found my seat, and waited for the festivies to begin. Nick, one of Josh's groomsmen, escorted Becky down the aisle...I can't imagine that anyone was able to pry their eyes off of her to pay attention to the rest of the wedding party. The bridesmaids came out, resplendent in champagne coloured dresses, and then it was time for the main event.

There are few words adequate enough to describe how great Kelly looked. Let's go with fantabulously stupendous, at least for now. She and Josh exchanged vows, put pen to paper and everything was official. In the receiving line, Kelly thanked me for coming. Child, please...like there was anywhere else I was going to be?

Dinner was amazing, the rest of the reception was amazing, and being there with Becky to share in her daughter's wedding was an amazing honour.

If there's any complaint, it's that K and J did too good a job planning this...now Becky and I have our work cut out for us when we eventually join them in wedded bliss.

Congratulations, you guys...I love you both.