Brad's cousin Neal got married Saturday September 27th in Charleston, South Carolina. We had been planning to attend the wedding since he first told us about it last year, and were so excited about it!
We did Korban's infusion on a Thursday instead of a Friday like we usually do, to allow plenty of travel time. He did really well with it. They called the vein specialist as soon as we got there and she got the IV started on the first try, so we were thankful for that. They don't have private rooms open on Thursdays, so he had to stay in the big room with the other patients and he got stressed about hearing and seeing other patients get their IV, and did a lot of skin-picking and hair pulling but he got settled down and did great overall. He actually finished quicker than he ever has, which surprised us.
So we ate lunch at the Ronald McDonald House and then quickly loaded up out stuff so that we could start the next leg of our journey.
The Atlanta Braves were playing their last home game Thursday night, and we were able to stop by and see them play. That was really cool, since Korban has been asking to go back ever since we saw them play earlier in the summer.
(He couldn't be bothered to look away from the game long enough to make a picture. Little man is serious about sports!)
From there, we drove on to Augusta, GA and stayed the night at a hotel there. There was a little mix-up and we wound up in a room with one full size bed instead of two. So Brad slept across the foot of the bed and I slept next to this pile of cuteness:
We met up with Brad's mom, grandmother, and Uncle Tim at the condo we would be sharing with them.
It was so beautiful! The master bedroom had a walk-in closet and Selah immediately announced that it was her room.
My favorite part was the big screened-in porch!
We got up ready to roll on Saturday. We had discussed it ahead of time and decided not to risk taking the kids to the wedding. They would've enjoyed it but we weren't sure how they would do, especially Korban. He and I actually had to duck out of the rehearsal dinner early because he was getting tired and LOUD.
So we decided that we would hit the beach first thing in the morning, I would take Brad back to the condo so that he could get ready and go to the wedding with his family, the kids and I would head back to the beach for some more playtime, and then we would all go to reception that evening.
After the beach we went to the condo to relax for awhile and then get ready to go to the reception.
The reception was at a beach house and was very nice. The kids really enjoyed it but I had one serious moment of panic. Korban was WAY excited about the wedding cake. He thought it was a birthday party and wanted to sing happy birthday. Right when the bride and groom were making pictures with the cake prior to cutting it, Korban broke away from me, darted right up to the cake (between the bride and groom) and leaned forward to smell of it. He seriously got so close to it. Honestly, if he had face-planted into their wedding cake I think I would have ran out into the Atlantic Ocean and not looked back.
Anxious, mortified, and almost hyperventilating, I hauled Korban off and instructed him to sit down beside his daddy. Brad and Selah were sitting on a loveseat talking to his cousin and her baby girl. Eager to mind me now, Korban dashed off to wiggle his way in the midst of them and very nearly sat on our baby cousin. My *almost* hyperventilation kicked it up a notch, but all was well.
Korban calmed down and before long everyone headed outside to the dance floor. Korban did manage to fall down the stairs during the first dance and scared a few people but I braced myself like a linebacker and caught him before he went very far. Also, thankful Brad talked me out of wearing heels or I would've been tumbling down with him. Probably there's a reason linebackers don't wear heels...
We really enjoyed the rest of the reception and had no more disasters or near misses. But after reading that, who wants to invite us to their next event? ;)
This is the beach house where the reception was held at. Isn't it gorgeous? Brad made this picture after we had walked on the beach for awhile and were rejoining the party. They even had a little fire for s'mores! So cool.
We headed back to Mississippi Sunday morning, but we went back to the beach for a little more playtime before being stuck in the van all day.