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FH and I have been together for over 7 years and have spent a ton of time with each others families. In a rare occurrence in this universe, we actually adore each others families. I’ve been tagging along for his family’s annual trip to Cancun the past 4 years (which is actually coming up again in 2 months--yay!!) and he’s been at my family’s annual Christmas party for the past 6 years. Not to mention the countless trips we take out to Wisconsin to visit his parents and all the time we spend with my parents who only live an hour from us. So when we finally got engaged we knew that the families just HAD to meet. And we wanted them to get to know each other before the wedding.
- The “First Meet” Group Dinner
- Bridal Dress Shopping for the Ladies
- Guys Day Out/Mets Game (while Ladies were shopping)
- BBQ at My Parents’ House
We were admittedly nervous at first having the families meet. After all, their backgrounds couldn’t be any more different. FH’s parents are 2nd and 3rd generation American--his mom’s background is Norwegian and his dad’s background is Italian. My parents were both born in Haiti and came to the US in their early 20s. FH’s family lives in the suburbs of Wisconsin. My parents and sister live in New York’s most populated borough, Queens. We were worried that they all wouldn’t have anything to talk about considering how different they were. Boy were we wrong!
|This is the restaurant where we had dinner in the city. / Image via NYCGO.com|
But it was the next day at my parent’s house for a little backyard BBQ that really solidified everyone’s relationship. My parents had given his parents little gifts and opened up a bottle of famous Haitian rum. FMIL watched and learned as my mom cooked up Haitian dishes. The dads were in the backyard with FH and his brother drinking rum and cokes, grilling meat and just having a good time. We all had a big dinner outside and afterwards, FH and I had to drop off his family back in the city (their flight was the next day) and we needed to head back to our apartment in Connecticut. We were standing by the door and no joke, the goodbyes and hugs took a good 15 minutes. So much so that we were like “Okay guys, sorry to interrupt this love fest but we need to hit the road!”
Since then, the parents’ text each other and send each other gifts in the mail. It’s too sweet for words and we are so excited that our families truly enjoyed each other’s company. And the wedding will be that much more awesome because of it :)