This is baby C. I think she is just the cutest little girl ever. Full of smiles and perfect chub, and I whisked her away for about an hour during the rehearsal dinner and took a walk so I could keep her. (Sorry if you didn't know where she was, Amanda. She was in good hands.)
And on to the reception, a tribute to Old Glory.
A benefit to having your wild-dancing son at the reception is that you can try out some fun experiments on the dance floor.