• The funny-in-retrospect moment on I-75 when it became clear that our only chance to be anything like on-time was to go straight to the AMS, and Atty had just found a strawberry inside one of his trucks and spread its juice all over his face and clothes

• How much fun (as I told Mom and Sue) it was to be temporarily lost on the way to K’s house Fri. night, since I got to be playing my own music, at an appropriate volume, while just cruising around the greater McDonough area by myself for 40 minutes

• Wade winning the hearts of both Beckie and Atticus when he pulled out a new, purple matchbox car he’d bought ahead of time and had in his coat pocket, just waiting to get tomeet him for the 1st time

• Dave’s toast, for which his poise made the DJ’s mention of how he’d been nervous just seem like pre-prepared schtick

• Atty salvaging his mom’s memories of a Sat. night in which he only slept a very few hours by singing, on his own, “Twinkle, twinkle, little star” in his port-a-crib

• Just how extremely different it is to ride on a private plane – we give it our highest recommendation (oh, and as Atty also does for having a swimming pool right down the hall from your room)

• Finally, the joy and ease that was so apparent between Micheal and Kristi and surely bodes very well for a long and happy future.

My pictures from the wedding are here: at my Flickr photo site

as well a couple of favorites on our photoblog.