Our good friends Aman and Alice got married this weekend and we were lucky enough to be included in the celebrations. As Aman is Indian, the wedding festivities ran over three days. It started on Thursday night when we went to Aman's parent's house along with about fifty other guests for some beautiful Indian food, lots of dancing, gorgeous sarees and henna painting.
Luckily for us, Nanna Pyke had made the trip down to Brisbane to stay with us during this time so she could look after Ollie. So we went sans Ollie to that Thursday night event. On Friday there were other wedding activities and then on Saturday, the big day.
It started at 9am at the Sikh temple with the most delicious chai tea. Ollie came with us this time and he got dressed up in his tuxedo t-shirt again. Nick had a role in the ceremony so was separated from us (which he would have been anyway as the men sit on one side and the women on the other). Ollie was due for a nap so I spent most of the ceremony standing outside rocking my eight kilo baby while trying to ensure that my headscarf remained covering my head. The bride looked spectacular in her stunning red saree (see the pic of her with Ollie) and the groom looked very dapper in his outfit along with some funky jewellery.
This was followed with a civil ceremony and reception later that day at the Conrad Treasury, the same venue where Nick and I were married. We dragged Ollie and Nanna Pyke along to a room at the hotel but Ollie had a bit of a shock in store for us, stacking on the biggest turn he has ever had when I tried to put him to bed. He was just so overtired from his big day and not having all of his naps. It was really quite horrible to watch. But eventually he went to sleep and I rushed down to the reception to neck a few glasses of wine to catch up to everyone else!!
Ollie gave Nanna a bit more grief over the evening, but it was nothing she couldn't handle, although she was too afraid to turn the TV on for fear of waking him so spent the night in silence in practical darkness!
Meanwhile Nick and I were having a great time downstairs. It was a fantastically fun wedding complete with a very cheesy choreographed bridal waltz to Beyonce's "Crazy in love". This set the tone for the rest of the night with the dancing alternating between the Bollywood "lightbulb" move to Indian songs and what can only be described as a dance off to tunes ranging from Cliff Richard's "Wired for Sound" to "Bust a Move". We all were barefoot and jumping around competing to "drop it like it's hot" with the dodgiest dance moves. Definitely a fun wedding.
In more Ollie news, we think the horrific settling last night might be because he is starting to teeth. He is a total drool monster and has really red cheeks at the moment. Nanna bought him a teething ring which he is totally loving - the only downside to that is the only one we could find was pink so he looks, well, just a little gay. I suspect that his Nanna really wanted a grand-daughter...
He has also started sticking his tongue out back at us. Interestingly, he was doing this when we went up to visit his Nanna in April (see earlier post) but upon our return it stopped happening. Is it just a coincidence that he has started doing it when she comes to visit? I think not.
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