Had an accident in his suit within 20 minutes.

Wouldn’t get in the wagon to go down the aisle.

Made a mess of my dress while insisting he sat on my lap during dinner.

Wedged himself into our first dance.

It could have been really frustrating but I had already come to terms with the fact that my toddler is a mommas boy and a strong willed boy. I had a feeling that he wouldn’t cooperate with the things I had planned, and I also expected the messiness and chaos that follows him everywhere.

Thankfully we grabbed some photos of him wearing the suit, before the accident. He wouldn’t get in the wagon, but he walked me down the aisle…and that’s even more perfect. The mess of my dress came out with some warm water and a wash cloth, and dancing with him and daddy was a moment I will cherish forever.