Tiff's Wedding Part 2: The Ceremony

So I gave my dad a quick mini lesson on my camera, sent him to his seat (or so I thought), and went back to the room to wait for our cue.

This is the first picture he took.


Just trying to document all the details I guess. Thankfully, that is the only bathroom-related picture of the day.

This is the next picture he took. My cute husband doing his job as an usher. Not bad, Dad, not bad. Nice composition.


In this first picture you can see Norm escorting Jenny to her seat (ALONE). And if you could see the guests in the pews that I cropped out of the rest of the pictures, you would see the odd looks my dad was getting. You'll find out why in a minute.


This next picture is Kim, Matt's sister, who walked out just before I did.


At this point, I had just walked out where I could see into the sanctuary. This is when Norm says, "did you see your dad? He's taking pictures". I said, "oh, good". Waiting for Kim to get halfway down the aisle when the church-lady will cue me to go.

Norm says, "no, he's STANDING UP AT THE FRONT OF THE CHURCH taking pictures". WHAT?! Craaaaappp. Norm and I both motion to him through the glass to sit down. He's not getting it. It's almost my turn. We both start doing the "throat slash" motion. "Stop! Sit Down!". We're hoping he can read lips. Finally he gets it.

This is the next picture he took.


Craaaapppp again.

I took my camera back for the reception (well, most of it). That's coming up.