Chris and I had a pretty low-key wedding, but we did wear formal attire: I wore a gown, and Chris wore a tux. Apparently not in Theo's definition, though. He pointed to a framed portrait of Chris and me at our wedding and announced, "When I marry Sam, we're going to wear track suits, just like Daddy! And big, big black shoes."
The image of Chris waiting at the altar (well, what passed for an altar at our outdoor wedding) wearing an Adidas track suit and giant black shoes amuses me greatly. It was a tux, I promise. (And yes, I did clue Theo in that he can't marry his brother...though I think it's very sweet that he wants to because, as he says, "I love him!")
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