My dad didn’t have a wedding when he got remarried, but he invited me to be there when the papers were signed. Then he did it without telling me 🤷‍♀️ so “no” I guess. One day he was just like “oh yeah we got married yesterday”…

Yes. I was almost three years old. I don’t remember much, but I do remember that I started to sing during the wedding ceremony when my parents knelt at the altar. Of course no one else sung.

I also remember that the priest scared the shit out of me and that my godfather “fell asleep” in the toilet and had to be carried to a car. I learned years later that he had severe social anxiety which he treated with liquor.

Both of their second…

I did the math as a teenager, and yep, I travelled down the aisle.

My parents did one of those vow renewal weddings and I was at that. I was not at their original wedding. I wasn’t born yet.

The only other wedding I attended was my own. And I kinda wish I hadn’t.

Yep. Tried to make it all about me too, what with the crying and shitting myself.

My biological parents relationship was transactional.

No but I did when my mom got remarried

Not yet. My dad’s wedding is next year.

That would have been quite the logistical challenge

Technically, unless adoption or donated eggs come to play, 50% of all of us attended the parents wedding, as an ovule inside our mothers ovary.

Then again, some couples never marry. So, there’s another exception.

To answer your question: 50% of me was there at the occasion.

i wasn’t born yet. I don’t even think half of me was in my dad’s balls yet

I’m not a bastard, but I’m a bandaid. My sister and I like to debate which is worse (:

Sure a few times, but not all of them.

That’s a nice way to ask if I’m a bastard. No, not the insult. Literally, someone born out of wedlock.