My dad just called to let me know I had a few packages that got delivered to their house today. We started talking about the wedding and everything and he goes "I know his (FI's) mom and dad are covering the band and that we can't really, you know, help out money wise or anything but I mean we can try. We could scrape together a little something. I can give up my snacks for a few months if you want". It took all I had to tell him that wasn't necessary and to wait until I got off the phone to start crying. My dad loves his snacks a whole lot so him being willing to give them up to help out is probably the nicest thing anyone has ever offered to me. Sorry, I'm a sap I know. I blame it on the hormones right now.
(Background on my parents, my mom works two crappy jobs and my dad one crappy job just for them to get by)