I didn't remember these photos. I vaguely have a sense that my brother Scott took them, and gave them to us at some later date.
Most of them are actually far superior to the professional shots taken by the photographer.
A few of them are the kind of priceless, spontaneous, totally honest moments that you come to treasure the most. It is among the photos fitting this category that we find undeniable evidence that - my husband? - He totally knew what he was getting himself into when he married me.
Any claims to the contrary? Mere spin, Baby.
Not so much "blushing bride" as "thppppbbbbt!"
C'mere and give ush a kish...
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Those are so adorable it almost made me want to get married for a minute but then that feeling passed.
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