the cutest thing...

It was about time. after dating for 8 years, these guys finally got hitched on the 8 of the 8 of the 8. How very Chinese!

Even before they were hitched, Bec was like a sister to me. one of my earliest memories of her was when we were in Brissie, in her little red car which was struggling so enormously that we may as well have been running (like the Flintstones!) up Stafford Hill.

Usually the story goes that eventually you make it up the hill, however embarrassingly slowly. But this time, we did not. We rolled all. the. way. back. down.

I think the traumatic start to our friendship paved the way for lots more happy (holidays!) and equally traumatic (emergency hospital visits) events... and here's hoping for lots more to come.

Anyway, the cutest thing at the wedding was actually not the new Mr & Mrs. But look at my folks dancing! How adorable are they??