Congrats Mark and Faye!
Ryan:
You’re still WAAAY older than me, Cam.
Finn:
Congratulations, Colonel. I’m happy for you.
Faye:
Thanks for the well-wishes.
Mark:
Faye and I are off to San Gimignano. We’re turning off our phones so you can blow each other’s phones up for the foreseeable future. Glad we’ve given you something to talk about. (winking emoji)
Lanie:
Love you, Dad! Have fun. Faye, I can’t wait to hear all about it.
Lizzy:
Same. Love you both!
Raven:
Way to keep us on our toes! Love you!
Sloane:
Love you. Have fun, be safe… and don’t do anything we wouldn’t do!
Finn:
It’s like you’ve just given him permission to run off and have sex. (plugs ears and runs away… lalalalala)
Jax:
Okay… I’m out.
Ryan:
Me too.
Raven:
But it was just getting fun. I love it when Finn blushes.
Lanie:
Okay… gotta run!
Mark wasn’t kidding when he said he wanted to spend forever with me, starting as soon as possible. We no sooner get back to the States, and he asks me about dates. Knowing all of his family and mine would be in town for the Seaside Music Festival, we decided to ask them to stay a couple more days and get married the Tuesday after the chaos of the festival is over.
I’m quickly learning that if you need anything done in this family, Sloane makes it happen. All the girls will pitch in at a moment’s notice, but she’s the one who has an uncanny ability to really put things into action. Within days of asking, she has helped secure nearly everything we need—except for my dress.
When Mark hears his girls and me talking about the issue, he makes it possible for them to join my mom and me in Portland to look at dresses. Knowing I want to spend more time with his daughters, he personally watches all nine of his grandkids while we make the trip. We have the best time laughing, sipping champagne, and telling stories about Mark. He pretends to grumble about it, but we all know he loves that his daughters and I are becoming fast friends. The best part is, I came home with a dress that day, and it’s perfect for me.
