This weekend was Michael's dad's wedding. Michael was the best man or as his dad put it, "the guy who stands up there and holds the ring."
This is another version of Michael's "why do you take pictures of me from 2 feet away" face (4th try I got him to smile), but doesn't he look handsome in his suit? :o)
Side Note: Why do church ladies (and random wedding guests) insist on reassuring me that "it'll be [me] soon"?? I guess I'm just at the age where older women think it is odd that I'm not wedding crazy.