Emma's first trip: Louise's wedding

Well, before your mouth drops open at the sight of Louise putting on her G-string and making off on her pushy-thingy-majig, let me explain... it was her hen party. She doesn't normally dress like this. Okay, most of the time.

We flew up from CT and despite a delayed flight and a few problems at the car rental place, we got there safe and sound.

The hen party was on a golf resort a bit of a drive outside Pretoria, where a few of the girls' parents had houses. Apparently this is the thing to do up there - live in a resort, for security no-doubt. Nut this was no normal resort... for one, there was a golf course.

Louise was put through her paces by the girls, doing an amazing race of activities, etc. She was really into the Amazing Race, so it was pretty apt.

The girls followed in a golf cart.

One of the tasks she had was to hit 5 balls into the cup on one of the greens. She took about a squillion shots to do it, but still felt proud of herself.

Then back on the trike for the next task.

... where she had to spit bok-drolletjies into a bakkie. The bok drolletjies were just chockies though. Lucky s#$%@.

Then she had to collect balls from the pool.

Back at the house later, the party was warming up...

And Louise got into evening gear.... very sexy.

Cath poured the Springboks.

A quick game of pin the tail on the donkey (or the penis on the man as the case may be.

A few more laughs...

And some toilet papering completed the eve.



Almost. Cos there were still prezzies to be opened. All I can say is Werner... lucky man.

Grrrr!

A few scenes from the place we stayed. We stayed the night at a friend's place there.

Emma made friends pretty quickly.

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Back at Louise's place, we set up base. Louise was staying at a friend's so we could use her pad.

It was comfy.

Emma enjoyed it, dad was tired. As usual.

She got dad in the wrestling neck lock. I can't believe i fell for it.

On to the wedding...

You know, you can try and plan activities around feeds but sometimes they just don't match. I personally think it was bad planning on Louise's part to have a wedding right at the time that Emma needed milk. Poor form.

So Cath left the room at the fancy place where the couple were being married and gave Emma her feed.

Now other people like to focus on the bride to be as she walks down the aisle and I suppose that's understandable.... but I like to focus on the man and get that snap the moment he lays his eyes on his about-to-be wife. That look is priceless...

... but first the bridesmaids entered.

And then the bride and her pa...

And here's that look...

Afterwards, dad and Emma enjoyed the venue.

We caught up with Hester and posed for a family photo

- Emma in her special wedding dress and shoes.

Emma found she liked grapes, peeled preferably.

Then the reception, and the couple returned after their photos.

Cath caught up with Lou again.

We tried to put Emma down but it was a bit noisy so dad

tried to calm her in the corner of the hall.

Meanwhile, the cake was being cut, speeches made, dances being danced...

And I stood, trying to get Emma to bed.

In the end, a stranger came up to me and said "you go and eat, I'll take over. I'll get her to sleep." I was like.. 'nah, it's fine.' but he insisted so I was like 'okay massive stranger, you can take my only child so i can eat my wedding supper'.

Turns out he was Louise's uncle. He has five daughters so he's used to screaming babies. He got her to sleep, but she woke up so he just danced around the hall with her. Emma became the star of the show and loved dancing around the hall way after her bedtime.