Brian and my wedding was a family DIY, put it all together the morning of, all hands on deck at a park here in Ohio.
It takes a village to raise kids, and the village of amazing family and friends who helped set up our wedding also helped keep an eye on Seth and Troy (our two kids, who were 2 and 5 at the time).

At some point both kids disappeared...
Panic set in as we questioned who had seen them last and our bellies grumbled with unease. And by unease, I mean Brian almost pooped himself.

After what felt like an eternity, Uncle Tom casually strolled back to the pavilion, both kids being pulled in a wagon behind him, all smiling having just enjoyed a break from the madness!

--Actual photo of Tom stealing my kids--