Jackson threw up on the world, and his adorable Nautica suit (navy pinstripes! a teeny plaid shirt and coordinating plaid tie! worn with chucks and a baby mohawk!), on our way from ceremony to reception on Saturday, so it was a white onesie and an early night in the hotel room for him.
(THANKFULLY, he seemed to be feeling mostly okay, and his upset tummy was probably due to the heat and the over-stimulation more than anything else.)
But we didn’t get a single picture of just my little family on the big day, which I’m a little bit sad about.
(THANKFULLY, a friend captured this one at the rehearsal dinner. H and J are KILLING ME with their overall adorableness!)