I loved this morning's wedding. But you want to know my favorite part?
I liked the kid who was crying on the balcony. I'm taking bets that she just got in a knock-down drag out with her mother, who refused to let her take her Cheerios on the balcony or maybe she's just pissed she had to wear that thing on her head. But no matter, this kid makes me feel better. This kids is a beacon of hope. If the Royal Family can't get their children to cooperate for pictures then I'm not going to hold out much hope for myself, a mere commoner. So next time Daddy aims the camera dear children - just go on - pout and cry. If its good enough for the Royal Family - its good enough for me.
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