A Wedding Story (6)

We’re busy unpacking from vacation today so we thought we’d give you another wedding story to enjoy. This is a funny one from Sara:

It is somewhat of a tradition in my family to kidnap the bride at some point during the reception and have the groom collect the “ransom” in his shoe.  This is done in lieu of the “dollar dance” that you find at many weddings.  My husband had decided to assign his groomsmen the task of being my bodyguards during the reception to prevent this from happening to me, but nonetheless my Uncle Curt managed to throw me over his shoulder and kidnap me while a family member had cleverly distracted my husband and his groomsmen to take a picture. What we didn’t count on was the effect it would have on my 5 year old cousin, Elissa.  I returned 15 minutes later and could still see evidence that she had been crying.  She was so relieved to see me!

While we were on our honeymoon, the rest of the family went on a camping trip together in the mountains.   Elissa went to the bathrooms one day and on her way back she made a wrong turn and couldn’t find the family campsites.  A kind family found her and guided her to the closest park ranger’s station.  Meanwhile, the family had noticed her absence and had spread out to look for her.  And who, of course, found her first?  Uncle Curt.  Poor Elissa was sitting there crying in the ranger’s station.  She was so relieved to see a familiar face when Uncle Curt walked in, she yelled out, “The kidnapper!”.  Needless to say, the park rangers did not allow Elissa to leave with Uncle Curt after that!