Noah got to be a ring bearer for the third time--this makes twice in one summer! This time he got to wear the cutest little tuxedo complete with cufflinks. Cufflinks! Who knew they made them for little men?!
He looked like an angel, but unfortunately took this most inopportune time to exert is new found independence. I don't know if he was too hot, too hungry or too sensitive to his Mother's delicate nature (I was fighting off some virus and the need to run for the nearest bathroom) but he was...less than well-behaved. :)
The plan was to get him and his little co-hort to the top of the aisle and then send them on their way. But, by the time I got there he had my hand in a death grip and I could feel the fiery screams about to burst from his cute little tow head so I ended up non-nonchalantly walking down the aisle too. I tried to be incognito, but I am the size of a small craftsman bungelow so I don't think that went off too well.
All was not lost though because at least he did have the stamina to pose for some pictures. Thank God for M&Ms and Booboo's ability to bribe her grandson.