On a funny side note, I was excited to kind of watch the photographer they had in action while he did his thing. I didn't want to shadow him around and take the same shots he set up behind his shoulder, especially since they already paid him to get the shot he got, so I tried to take pictures of everything else. Except everytime I found "something else" to take a picture of, mysteriously he would show up and suddenly I would be in the way of his shot again, and half the time he would take the same shot I got in the first place. Then I felt like he was trying to send me a clear message: "You're in the way!", but I went on taking pictures anyway, and I don't know what on earth could have bothered him because I'm sure his pictures were a bazillion times better than mine anyway. I also learned that as beautiful as weddings are and as fun as they can be, I'm not planning on being a wedding photographer in any form or fashion. Maybe for friends. Close ones. That's it, though, holy cow, what a lot of work and what a lot of pressure! And even if I ever was one, my motto would be "I'll take pictures, and so will everyone else!" Or something like that.
Best Man and Groomsman. Had to get the "jacket over the shoulder" shot, according to Craig, that is an essential wedding shot.



















Anyway, it was a beautiful wedding, and I am so glad that we got to be a part of it. I will say that I was battling within myself the whole time whether we should have brought the kids or not. It was nice not to have to chase them around (especially since I would have been the one chasing since Craig was in the party), but everyone else had their kids and both Craig and I felt like the parents that didn't want their kids around. Oh well, we would have brought them and I would have taken about two shots of the entire thing and mine would have been the kids screaming during the ceremony. Okay, Craig is tapping his foot waiting for me to get to bed. G'night!
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Funny thing: I love all of your photos and the comments here on this post, but my favorite part? The fact the Craig was "tapping his foot, waiting for {you} to go to bed" Made me laugh. Kent is ALWAYS waiting for me to get to bed, and its usually because I am blogging...:)
I just have to say that I am so impressed by your photos, and can't wait for you to work your magic with Rodney! Anybody that can convince you to do their wedding photos would be lucky!
Don't feel guilty about not bringing your kids. I bet the other parents were just jealous that they didn't think of it first :) Thanks for all your nice comments on my blog. You are so sweet.
Great Pictures! I love her cake. Seeing wedding pics makes me want to get married to Bri again...wouldn't it be fun to at least have a big reception and dress all fancy and pick it all out. Maybe it's just me. When we eloped we didn't have a reception...obviously. I always imagine it would be fun. Maybe our 10th anniversary ;)
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