There's nothing to make your heart explode in your chest like seeing your son in his first tux.
And your daughter her first time as a flower girl. My cousin Eileen just got married last weekend at a mansion off of Fifth Avenue (turned into her Catholic school). The kids fit right in with the painted ceilings and intricate woodwork. Chet danced up and down the massive marble staircase like one of the Nicholas Brothers in the 1930s.
At the reception I danced with all my girls, absolutely enveloped in love. By our side Chet did his Saturday Night Fever impersonation and he was pretty good at it too. It turns out that his 2nd grade class plays "freeze dance" every
Friday afternoon (if they've been good).
