We had a wedding in our house yesterday.
As weddings go, it was a little more low-key than most. The kids all attended in their pajamas, and instead of tossing rice they tossed ripped notebook paper. Nevertheless, it was a lovely ceremony officiated by Mr. Samuel Rolfe. This was his first wedding, so he was a little nervous when he asked "mom, is the boy the groom?" I reassured him that yes, the boy is the groom. He didn't have a wedding ceremony script, so instead he grabbed the closest book handy in the wedding chapel (also doubles as our loft/kids play room) The Maltese Falcon.
Introducing the bride:
Miss Kitty came to live with us just a few weeks ago when she was abandoned by her owners. She's a real sweetheart. Our alpha-male in the house Pyro (who did not attend the wedding) decided to claim Miss Kitty as his own, and she's now with-kitty. While he is definitely adorable, he's a typical deadbeat dad, and doesn't always come home at night.
Our groom... Mr. Turbo
Also known as Turbs, Flurbs and fluffywuffykitty head, Turbo came to live with us a few months ago. He really enjoyed Pyro's company as sort of a little brother/sidekick sort of deal, but when Miss Kitty came along he was instantly love struck and almost never leaves her side (which is often rather annoying to her, but he never seems to mind the swat on the nose she gives him). When Turbo heard she was with-kitty, he did the responsible thing and asked for her paw in wedded kitty bliss. We're just assuming she accepted, since she showed up for the ceremony. As you can see by this shot, he appears to be very excited to be marrying the love of his life.
The ceremony complete: the kiss
Awwww! Aint love grand!?
We're sure Turbo was just delighted with the morning's events:
Turbo and Mr. Samuel Rolfe
While Miss Kitty was just looking for a quick escape down the loft stairs:
What a lovely couple.
Mr. and Mrs. Turbo
And may they live happily ever after.