My Dear Daughter
Ok, not a bridezilla moment, but a wedding story. We went to a wedding for my SO’s coworker. The family was invited, so we brought the kids. They have been to one previous wedding; it was a super casual affair in a state park. The two women getting married are dear friends. This second wedding was quite religious. The pastor started speaking before the vows and said something about how the man is the head of the household, and the woman should submit to her husband. My sweet daughter shot me a look that said, “Did you just hear that? What the hell?!” (She was 12 at the time.) I think she was really waiting for someone to stand up and say, “Wait! That’s not right!” I just shrugged at her. We did a lot of line dancing and had a bunch of cake