My son, page boy

Isaac did his first tour of duty as a page boy this morning. We told him about it last week, and he was very excited about it even though he did not exactly know what it was. "I am a page boy!" he declared all week.

After the wedding rehearsal though, he spent the rest of this week saying, "Papa! I am a page boy! I walk slowly! I carry the pillow! I hold Miki's hand!"

Miki is the adorable flower girl.

Mommy told me after his rehearsal, "The boy is fearless, don't know what is shy, man."

He was very particular about his suit, and when we got into the car to go to the wedding, he was reluctant to put on his seat belt because he was afraid to dirty his jacket. Only when Mommy offered to carry his jacket for him did he agree to be belted up.

I think I was more nervous than he was. "Two hands, Isaac, two hands," I said to him just before the music started and the church door opened.

My worries were unnecessary though. The boy managed just fine.

Maybe fathers of page boys need rehearsals too.