It has been an absolutely crazy week since Frankie and Nichole got married. This is, of course, not about me, but wow- the wedding busy season with a very tiny baby PLUS a toddler- this? This is a whole ‘nother level.

I always do a write up about the weddings I feature on my blog, and these awesome newlyweds have been waiting so patiently (and a few days longer than I usually like to take to do this) for their sneak peek that there’s a part of me who wants to skip the write up and just jump right into the photos.

Also, I am ever so slightly worried about them vacationing in Hawaii with its breaking news about volcanic eruptions, evacuations and toxic volcano fumes. I want to get them some wedding photos in the event that they are having to completely rearrange their honeymoon while in progress, so you have something good to focus on in the event that you are super stressed. Or maybe you’re on a completely different island and are not at all affected, but you just want to see some more photos! More photos. ALL THE PHOTOS!

Fair enough.

I do want to say one thing about this wedding, though. Listen, families are ever-changing, dynamic things, and lots of people have drama and dysfunction in their extended families. It’s just the way it goes sometimes. Weddings can bring out the best and worst in people, and I have seen it all- no judgment.

But that was not *at all* the case for these newlyweds and their families and wedding party. They only brought out the best in each other. Both families genuinely get along, amongst themselves and with each other. Both the bride and groom have amazing friendships spanning decades in some cases, although the groom’s bromances are particularly remarkable.

In the week since the wedding, I keep finding my thoughts returning to the relationships and the friendships I documented.

I keep thinking, “That was so nice. They are #goals.” Like, truly, I hope my sons grow up to be as close as Frank and his brother/best man Anthony are. In 25-30 years when my boys are grown and get married, I hope they both love, honor and include their godparents in their weddings as much as this bride and groom loved, honored and included *their* godparents. I hope *my* parents bring as much joy and energy to their roles as (far-in-the-future) grandparents of the groom(s), serving communion and weeping with joy and rocking out on the dance floor. I hope to spin at least one of my sons around the dance floor to “Beautiful Boy” (the son Frank’s mom chose) because I’ve been singing that to them since before they were born. Seeing Frank and Nichole join their lives and begin a new branch of this uniquely bonded family tree was just lovely, and I wish for you many, many years of happiness.

That said, guys, seriously? Your indoor fireworks were AMAZEBALLS and the Viennese hour? There are no words.

There are, however, pictures! Without further ado, here they are…

 

 

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