Nothing brings a family together like collectively knocking out Aunt Jeanine.
What? She can get up on her own!
You see... you got so excited that you got the piggyback who-carried-who backwards. Happens to the best of us, really.
Either it's been a really long day or he's doing his version of the worm that's a lot more like a slug.
Just another example in my long line of evidence that flower girls secretly conspire to ruin weddings.