Tate was an awful mess at the reception. He hadn't napped the entire day and hated being dressed up, so by the time pictures came he freaked out. He was THAT kid who refused to hold still and smile, arched his back, and cried the whole time. Krystal was so cute trying to get him to at least play with her dress so he'd hold still for 2 seconds.
This was what he wanted to do instead. So by the time my parents came and took him home with them he had broken my necklace, spilled punch all down his shirt, had frosting all over his tie, and made me consider getting my tubes tied.
It was such an amazing and fun day though, and I am so happy for Sis and Ty!
