Two weeks after moving into our new place, we headed up to the Jersey Shore to celebrate KC (Brian's cousin) and Missy's engagement at Uncle Kevin's place in SeaGirt, NJ. The night before the engagement party, KC and Missy asked me to
OFFICIATE
THEIR
WEDDING.
No, really, read it again.
Yup, true.
I am a rock star.
The icing on the cake: the wedding is in Sonoma, CA (wine country) on the day before my birthday. It's like they planned the wedding for ME! I shall now know it now as "my weekend" and the wedding will be just a fun side note. Ha!
Really, I am honored (honored!) that they would even think of me and I couldn't be happier to use my clergy-status (bah!) to marry them. Missy is "that girl" - so genuine and pretty and fun and easy going and KC taught James (at age three) to hide behind corners with fake guns waiting for bad guys and then pop out and shoot them "to death" and last Thanksgiving he taught James the art of saying, "duh!" but, I mentioned Missy, right? ; )
Anyhoo, back to the Jersey Shore.....
I'd say this is Molly, in rare form, but this is Molly on any given day, in any season.
We have beach babies. Even if the water is about 8 degrees.

One of our "traditions" at SeaGirt: get the kids out of the house asap and feed them donuts in their pajamas while we sip our coffee and open our eyes and discuss the gaming and mayhem from the night before.
The engagement party and us with KC and Missy. James loves KC SO MUCH that he wakes up at 6am asking, "where's KC? Maybe KC wants to play" and doesn't stop until bedtime. KC is ALWAYS obliging so, Brian and I have been known to hit the 3pm mark (after gaming until 2am the night before) saying "Hey, where's KC? Maybe KC wants to play."




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