As much as I bemoaned all the work that went into them, the mammoth herd of flower girls really did make the wedding.
We never got a photo of all thirteen of them together. For one thing, the Mr took Moo home to bed not more than thirty minutes into the reception. For another thing, a portrait of thirteen young girls is not an easy thing to to capture and after the trouble of dressing all those girls (Not to mention the sewing) we, their mothers were ( in a word) pooped. So here are some action shots from the wedding. If you ever get the notion to undertake a project like this yourself, give me a call and I’ll be glad to talk you out of it.