My Son, The Ring Bearer

It helps that Joel loves to play dress-up. Putting on a tie and shiny shoes was a snap. The tux he wore was the same that the groom wore. I think the slippery and shiny shoes were his favorite.

Perhaps we prepped him a little too much. His pillow had 2 fake rings tied to it - not the real ones. He was a bit upset at first when he realized they weren\’t going to use the rings from his pillow, but it all eventually worked out.

On rehearsal night, it was decided that he would not be part of the recessional. The pastor didn\’t make it clear when he was to come sit, and I didn\’t ask. Of course, during the wedding, we didn\’t know when he would come sit with us. Joel could have sat at any point. He knew a Tootsie Pop was waiting.

From where I sat, I couldn\’t see him very well. He stood in place for probably 45 minutes - stood in place for 45 minutes! I was told he spent much of the time looking at his reflection in his shiny shoes. That\’s my boy! He finally turned, caught my eye and mouthed, \”Can I sit down now?\” Sure thing buddy - and the Tootsie Pop was waiting! I wish I had a picture to post!

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