Many thanks to the Tovar family for hosting a wedding supper that seriously got me thinking about The Wedding Supper of the Lamb, when Christ takes His Bride, the Church, and celebrates our unity with Himself.
Fruit kabobs kept the kids happy while we waited for the main course. But then there was everything from shrimp to stuffed flounder, roast beef to lamb, all paired with beautiful greens and a delicious rice medley. And the fruit-filled punch that you had to finish off with a fork was so much fun.
Here are a few shots of the celebration from Greenville photographer-friend Jennie Raff's vantage point:
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| Finally, it was time to cut the cake. Would he be nice? Well, he attempted to smear some frosting on the tip of her nose, but the true gentleman in him wisely allowed her to dodge his playful threats. |
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| And then he just decided to feed himself a whoppin' mouthful instead of gingerly placing a dainty, little bite in hers. Lissa, I have a feeling you'll be wearing this expression repeatedly for the rest of your life. Jordan has always had a great sense of humor, and I have no doubt he will give you happy surprises for years to come. |
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| The grand exit. I hate sparklers, but this is a fun picture. |
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| And one for the road. |
