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April
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aww, it looks just like one of our weddings! Except my mom is usually the preacher, because she was a pastor's daughter. :)
ReplyDeleteIn answer to your question, my brother has been in too many weddings to count. Every time we have a wedding, he is the groom. Usually, we put on princess gowns, too. :)
Love and blessings,
~bree