Everyone in the wedding party had been loitering around under the tree, waiting to get the photos out of the way so they could join everyone else at the real party going on over by the bar. And the little guys were getting restless. Ring Bearer D found a badminton racket as big as he was, and was swinging it at anyone who came close:
So it was time to get the show on the road.
We started with a photo with our niece and nephew, so they could go play. Hive, aren’t they the cutest?
They made one more cameo in a group shot with the whole wedding party. Little D would not put down the badminton racket. And he was straight up mean muggin’.
It’s always hard to get young kids to stop squirming for photos, but when they do, it’s precious.
Here’s another cutie—my other nephew—sneaking a cookie from the sofreh. Awwwwww.
(Since I’m already digressing, a quick side note: the mismatched J.Crew bridesmaids’ dresses turned out to be a total coincidence. Two girls happened to choose each color, and when we realized it on the wedding day, we planned the line-up by color, with the two maids of honor on the left. Things always have a way of working out!)
I’ve seen a bajillion photos of creative wedding party poses on Pinterest, but I never got around to pinning any of them. We didn’t give our photogs any guidance or inspiration for these photos, but I think they turned out pretty great.
First the serious:
Then the artsy:
And then the cray:
I took a photo with all my girls:
And we took solo shots. Hey, engaged bees—these make really good gifts.
Mr. W also took solo shots with his bros. Top right is with his blood brother, and the hand symbol is for the Houston Cougars, their alma mater—any Cougars in the hive?!
And they took some obligatory group shots. Mr. W had a little groomzilla moment the morning of the wedding, when two of the guys forgot their argyle socks—he made them drive all the way home to retrieve the socks.
While we were still in front of the tree, before the sun went down (the hours of daylight were fleeting), I wanted to get a quick photo with one of my DIY projects—a burlap “Just Married” banner. In reality, this didn’t work out so well. It was pretty windy, and the letters kept blowing over, making the words illegible. We only got one decent shot, and our expressions just look so forced at this point—anyway, for posterity’s sake:
Our cheeks hurting from smiling for so long and, ready to get our drink on, we called it a wrap and excused the wedding party.
Next up: cocktail hour! (And a dog?…)
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