Flower Girl and Ring Bearer

My brother and I were part or a wedding entourage of a relative who got married in the sixties. He as a ring bearer and me a flower girl. It was a long march to the altar front of the cosmopolitan cathedral. Upon reaching the altar my brother and I whispered and agreed with each other to sit down on the two chairs we found in the altar and sat for minutes. All the wedding guests and people inside the church laughed so loud upon seeing us because the chairs me and my brother occupied were chairs intended for the bride and groom. Suddenly, our nanny grabbed, ushered and dethroned us down to the seats intended for the wedding entourage. How cute.

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