Currently bored out of my mind sitting in the car with DS (1.9) who has waiting time before the service rampaging outside with his dad and the two minutes of the service itself that we lasted for yowling because he bumped his head on a pew (as the bride walked down the aisle) then trying to run off down the outside aisle.
Cue a swift exit and he's running around the gravestones with my excrutiating heels sinking into the grass. Currently mainlining milk into him and hoping he'll go the fuck to sleep.
My advice to MNers - be careful what you wish for re DCs being invited to weddings. Wish we'd come alone 