6.10.2014

the best man.

Mr. B's best friend is getting married this weekend!

I'm not excited at all! And by not excited I mean that there's a countdown in our kitchen and I remind my husband every day when the alarm clock goes off.

We've been going through ideas for the best mans speech and Mr. B can't tell a single one of 'em without a huge grin plastered on that ornery face of his.

Most of the stories involve someone getting hurt and Mama Carrie maybe secretly wanting to chase Mr. B down with a shot gun.

Small town Iowa, you never get old!

And really, how can you be mad at these little baby faces?





I mean, you know you have a best friend whenever you light them on fire and they still call the next day to ask you to help fix a tractor. 

When Mr. B told me that Logan asked him to be his best man - I cried.

And I already have Kleenex packed for the speech. 

And waterproof mascara. 

I love celebrating friends! 




Needless to say, we're ready to party. 

But first I need to decide what I'm going to wear. And pack more than just kleenex and waterproof mascara. 



2 comments:

Melinda said...
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Melinda said...

Love that picture!!