Two favorites are getting married today.
One of them doesn't even mind if your baby poops on their nice clothes.
I've gotta sit this one out since they generally don't like ladies birthin' babies on planes. And I'm heartbroken about it. Thankfully my friends are live- blogging it for me. But even if I'm not there to participate in double decker dancing at the reception...
...I'll be... um... double decker dancing in my heart? Yes, good. Put that in a Hallmark card and watch it fly off the shelves.
Love you guys.