The Bunting Bash: Yeah, Toast(s)!

I love toasts at weddings. They’re so heartfelt, personal, and oftentimes hilarious. If you know the bride or groom, you get to reminisce with the toaster. If you aren’t as close with the bride or groom, you get to learn something new about them. And if you are the bride or groom, you end up feeling like the most loved and blessed couple ever. That, or highly embarrassed.


But I knew I was safe on the embarrassing front. Not because MOH Bunting didn’t have any ammo, mind you—she had plenty. But because we’ve known each other since second grade, and she knew that one day, when she gets married, I would have the opportunity to be in her position of power, haha.


That, and she really loves me. So while her toast had several funny memories, it was above all heartfelt and touching and made me go “awwwwwwww.” She is so beautiful.


Her kind and beautiful words made Best Man Bunting weep with the pressure to follow up with his toast.


But he was prepared, and began in earnest.

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“To Mrs. Bunting”¦the beautiful, wonderful, and talented Mrs. Bunting. I remember one of the first times you came over to our house, you saw me polishing off a gallon of vanilla ice cream. I bet you weren’t thinking to yourself that day, ”˜That stunning young man is going to be my future brother-in-law.’

“But I would like to take this moment to say: you’re an amazing person, Mrs. Bunting. You’re always there for your friends and your family. I have only known you to help, not hurt. Since you and Mr. Bunting have been together, I always knew in the back of my head that you two were perfect for each other. And hey, if Mr. Bunting and I haven’t driven you crazy, then you must possess some special power that no mortal woman does.

“You know I always wanted a sister, but I was stuck with Mr. Bunting (no offense). But hey, I don’t know who wears the pants in the relationship, so you never know. I always wanted a sister, and now I have one. And there is nobody in the entire world who I would rather call my sister than you.”


Mr. Bunting was not let off the hook so easily.


“I’d like to tell a story about a little boy who climbed on top of the roof of a two-story apartment building. Now the details as to WHY he was climbing are beyond my memory. But I do remember that there was no chance in talking him out of doing whatever dumb thing he was thinking about doing. And to my utter surprise, he jumped off the roof, landed in a garbage can full of leaves, which then proceeded to fall over, roll, and hit a fence. Luckily the boy inside was fine. You’re probably thinking that there can’t possibly be any moral to this story, but I’m going to try my best to come up with something.”


We all thoroughly enjoyed this story, though Mr. Bunting could only wonder if this was really happening.


“Mr. Bunting, EVERYONE knew that you and Mrs. Bunting were going to get married. We all saw it coming for a long time now. But what I also see here is your final leap into the real world, just as I thought jumping off our roof was your final leap. But this time, your decision is more well planned, and instead of a garbage can full of leaves, you have Mrs. Bunting to help catch you.”


Then Best Man Bunting chokingly acknowledged their father, who had passed away three years ago. Within seconds, there wasn’t a dry eye in the place.

“Dad would be proud, and I know for a fact that he wouldn’t have wanted anyone else to be his daughter-in-law. I’m sure he would have a million cheesy one-liners to say about this joyous occasion”¦”

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But he couldn’t end on a sad note, so he had one last joke for us.

“But I’ll just leave you with my own piece of advice: no matter what happens, always remember to hold her hand”¦otherwise she’ll go shopping.”


Daddy Bunting had one more brief toast for us , which he followed with a sweet prayer.


And like that, the reception was well underway!

*Marked photos are copyright Bryan and Mae Photography. Unmarked photos are personal or guest photos.

Follow the adventure:


Mrs. Bunting

December 23
Grand Rapids, MI
Wedding Date:
June 2011
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  1. Member
    Valdrine 264 posts, Helper bee @ 5:18 pm

    HAHAHA love your post title, and love me some Haywood Banks!

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    mspony 9265 posts, Buzzing Beekeeper @ 5:59 pm

    Aw, BIL Bunting’s speech is so sweet!
    Also, best. post. title. EVER.

  3. graywolf Member
    graywolf 725 posts, Busy bee @ 6:29 pm

    ah tearing up…those were amazing.

  4. genie Member
    genie 723 posts, Busy bee @ 7:01 pm

    What a sweet toast from BIL Bunting, and great closing joke!

  5. snowcone Member
    snowcone 1141 posts, Bumble bee @ 7:39 pm


    (oh, and the content, too!)

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    jerimi, Guest @ 9:31 pm

    Loved, loved, loved reading this.

    Also, “I always wanted a sister, and now I have one,” brought tears to my eyes. So sweet!

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    bunting 687 posts, Busy bee @ 6:04 am

    I sincerely hope everyone read/screamed the title in the appropriate voice!

    @jerimi: He was/is so excited about that! He addressed me as simply “sister” for a few weeks after the wedding. :)

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    stephk527 987 posts, Busy bee @ 11:06 am

    Absolutely read/screamed the title in the appropriate voice. :)

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    coyote 1960 posts, Buzzing bee @ 9:48 am

    Oh my gosh, your BIL’s speech brought tears to my eyes. What a cute, funny and sentimental toast. Just perfect!

  10. hyena Member
    hyena 2537 posts, Sugar bee @ 1:42 pm

    Aww, your BIL did such an awesome job with his toast! (And um, the last line, TRUTH! Luckily no one informed Mr. H!)

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    feroshus 2 posts, Wannabee @ 7:48 am

    just amazing! love your wedding!

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    jacofblues 1468 posts, Bumble bee @ 1:19 am

    Aww what sweet toasts! I love your BILs toast! So cute and funny!

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