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I have to start out this post by telling you guys that I, in fact, have the coolest dad ever. He seems like such a serious dude (and Mr. G was totally nervous when asking for permission to marry me), but he really is super fun and one of my favorite people (somewhere after myself and before Dr. McDreamy).
Here we are skiing last winter! I have better photos, but I’m not on my computer right now, so that’s all I can show you for now.
I mean, growing up we (including my sister) did normal father/daughter activities, like, you know, playing ridiculous amounts of Donkey Kong Country for the SNES that Santa brought us.
(source)
When I called Daddy G to tell him that Mr. G had proposed, our conversation went as follows:
Daddy G: Are you OK with this?
Miss Giraffe: Yes!
Daddy G: Well, OK then!
Now, seeing as how I have known my dad pretty much as long as I’ve been alive, I expected the same calm and cool attitude from him that I was used to when I started wedding planning.
Little did I know that my dad—who seems like a super guys’ guy with the crazy, early-morning workouts and the sports loving and the general “manliness”—would have so much to say about a wedding.
Let me set the scene for you folks:
Miss Giraffe and Mr. Giraffe are sitting around her parents’ kitchen table. A wedding date has not yet been set, but it would end up being two-and-a-half years in the future. The wedding police had already informed the happy couple that a guest list should be the first thing on a to-do list, and because of this a preliminary list was being drafted.
Mama Giraffe suggests another family that is good friends with the G family, and Miss Giraffe happily adds them to the list.
Daddy G looks around and confidently adds to the conversation, “What about the Smiths*?”
Looking confused, Miss Giraffe states loudly, “I don’t know the Smiths!”
Daddy G continues, “Yeah…but I do!”
Mama Giraffe looks at Daddy G skeptically. “Were we invited to their kid’s wedding?
Daddy G looks right at the group at the table. “No…but this is my wedding!”
Yes, hive, you heard it hear first: Daddy G who, according to Mama G, had no interest in planning their wedding, referred to my big day as his wedding.
Little did I know, this was just the beginning…
(Luckily, I’m more amused by my dad than actually upset, but I find it completely hilarious that Daddy G has such strong feelings about the big day.)
Anybody else finding that their parents (or siblings or relatives) are turning into a Weddingzilla?
*Name has been changed to protect the people I do not know.
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