Picture this: the sun’s out, the venue is perfect, everyone’s laughing and chatting. I’m about to marry Tom, the guy I’ve been with for three years, and my son Ethan absolutely adores him. Seriously, they’re like best buddies, always playing with toy cars or building Lego castles.
So, I’m walking down the aisle with Ethan, who looks so cute in his tiny suit, holding my hand like a little gentleman. Tom’s up there, grinning like crazy. We exchange vows, everyone’s tearing up, it’s all so magical.
But then, right when the officiant’s about to say we’re husband and wife, Ethan pipes up with, “I OBJECT!” I swear, everyone gasped. My heart’s racing, I kneel down to Ethan, and I’m like, “Why, sweetheart?”
