wedding post mortem

The day after the wedding, Liam, Dawson, Tommy and I went over to spend some time with Rupert and Erica before we caught our flight home. It was great, and I was so glad to get to know my old friend's new husband, who I like very much.
Rupert directs independent films and was kind enough to figure out how to project the DVD Liam and Dawson wanted to watch onto the screen in his movie room.
"Look at that!" I said to Liam and Dawson. "You get to see your video as if you were in your own private movie theater."
Dawson was so happy he took off all of his clothes and pulled a little chair up to the screen. ("Do you mind his bare butt on that?" I said to Erica.
"Not at all," she said, which is why we're friends.)
Liam was a little harder to please. "It's too light," he said, which sadly, was true. There was a lot of sun coming in one of the windows.
"But it looks like a real movie theatre!" I said.
"I just want to watch it on a little screen," Liam said morosely.
Then Rupert was nice enough to let them watch it on his computer, which was when Liam took off all of his clothes* and scaled the wall of Rupert's office, and then sat down on Rupert's desk chair.
("Do you mind his bare butt on that?" I said.
Rupert shook his head. Which is why I'm glad he's the one my friend chose to marry.)

We recapped the wedding and then went upstairs for a quick cup of tea.
"Can I have your glass?" said Rupert, who is British, to Liam.
"What's a gloss?" said Liam.
"A glass," Rupert said. "A glass. Like what you put your water in."
"Oh!" said Liam. "You mean a glaaass."
"That's it," said Rupert.
"I have an accent too," said Liam. "It's just clearer." Luckily, Rupert thought that was funny.
Then Liam went outside and climbed the orange tree in front of their house.


So here we are. Improving international relations wherever we go. La la la la la la.

*Actually I don't remember when the boys took of their clothes. I do remember realizing rather suddenly that they were both completely nude. I don't know why. They seem to do that when they're comfortable around people. And personally, I think naked children are delicious.