Meet the Manatees
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| Papa and Mama Manatee and Me! |
My parents. We've shared a birth month and a birth week. I'm sure they were overjoyed about that (/sarcasm). They knew Mr. Wolf for a long time while we were just friends and once or twice teased me about us hanging out. When I told them we were going to start dating, I don't think it was a surprise to them at all.
Brother Manatee joins us at Christkindlmarket.
Mama Manatee is the adventurous one. I think she's happiest when she's up and moving. She believes that going to a movie theater during nice weather is a waste of a good day in the sun. She's more naturally extroverted than anyone else in the family except for Brother Manatee. I think it might be a tie there. My excited chatter about the relationship and planning for the next step has been something she's simultaneously enjoyed and been taken aback by. She keeps asking if the engagement is official yet. You'd be the first to know, Mama!
I absolutely can't wait for all the mother/daughter stuff that comes with planning a wedding. Even though I expect I might end up buying my dress online or used somehow, I want to make sure to go into a dress shop at least once with her. If nothing else, I can figure out which shape I like. And I very much value her input.
I cropped her bridesmaids out of that picture because even though they're mostly my aunts, I can't say I loved Mama Manatee's choice as much on those dresses. Pale coral-orange or whatever it is just does not work for me.
Papa Manatee, on the other hand, is more of a homebody like me. He's retired from his decades-long job working for the town I grew up in and he is quite the character. Papa Manatee is the kind of dad who speaks loudly pretty much at all times. In a crowded room, you can always pick him out. He's also incredibly helpful (if you catch him in the right mood and don't wake him from his nap).
He may have a brash way of speaking and is occasionally too blunt, but he's a total sweetheart for all that. We've danced together at many a wedding and I can't wait to dance with him at mine.
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| For getting married in 1985, her dress wasn't nearly as aggressively '80s as it could have been. |
I cropped her bridesmaids out of that picture because even though they're mostly my aunts, I can't say I loved Mama Manatee's choice as much on those dresses. Pale coral-orange or whatever it is just does not work for me.
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| I'm sure he just said something silly. He always has opinions on something. |
Papa Manatee, on the other hand, is more of a homebody like me. He's retired from his decades-long job working for the town I grew up in and he is quite the character. Papa Manatee is the kind of dad who speaks loudly pretty much at all times. In a crowded room, you can always pick him out. He's also incredibly helpful (if you catch him in the right mood and don't wake him from his nap).
He may have a brash way of speaking and is occasionally too blunt, but he's a total sweetheart for all that. We've danced together at many a wedding and I can't wait to dance with him at mine.
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