It was a gorgeous wedding under a canopy of trees. Dave’s Dad officiated the ceremony.
Love those smiles.
(I missed them walking out, but I caught some smiles and clapping following them 🙂
The babies were across the isle from me…one brand new nephew and great-nephew.
After the wedding there was a cocktail hour. So fun to be gathered, as you can see 🙂
I know I’m a tad bit biased, but man alive I like this guy.
Dave’s parents, you might remember, have been serving a mission for our church in Ghana.
They worked being back for this wedding into their initial plans before they left, and it was so great to have them back for a few days to join in all the festivities.
(That’s why we crammed a baptism and a baby blessing into the weekend too after the wedding…so fun to have the whole family together.)
Since there are 39 cousins on Dave’s side, and it would be mass-chaos to have them all attend the wedding, only the high school kids were invited.
During the cocktail hour, they were setting up for the actual wedding dinner on the other side of the house.
And as crazy as it sounds, at the end of April in the middle of the desert, it turned a little chilly with some microburst winds coming through.
We don’t usually get monsoon kinds of weather until August or September so it was weird. And chilly in April?? Doesn’t happen.
We didn’t realize until after the fact that right as we were enjoying one another in the back, the wedding planners were dealing with some catastrophes caused by the wind in the front where the dinner was to be held. Huge flower arrangements and water pitchers blowing over, table settings getting totally jumbled up. Craziness!
But as we all entered the dinner area we had no idea…it looked just as beautiful as could be. Man, my sister-in-law and her “helpers” were miracle workers I tell you!
We enjoyed toasts to the couple and food as dark and ominous clouds started to surround us.
And then it started to sprinkle with rain.
My heart sunk for a minute but luckily it was short-lived and we went on with dinner like nothing happened.
Until suddenly huge blots of water started polka-dotting all those beautifully set tables.
We sat there and tried to will those rainclouds away. To my knowledge there was no “plan B.”
People started pulling out their umbrellas.
The dance floor was soaked. And there was still so much partying to do!
But I guess the combined wills of everyone there worked a serious miracle because after a few minutes of pretty good-sized raindrops, the skies cleared once more.
And everyone was ready to dance on that towel-dried dance floor.
I know I’ve mentioned it before (especially in the last two niece and nephew wedding posts back HERE), but Dave’s family has got the moves. When someone says “dance” they light up like little lightbulbs and they get to work. It is seriously one of my favorite things about his family.
Leah’s Dad started us off:
They did one song (like they did at my other nephew’s wedding), where they had all the couples on the dance floor. They made announcements every few minutes for those married the least amount of time to leave the dance floor. The ones married one year left first, then five years, then ten.
There were quite a few couples who stayed out there for a long time with long marriages.
(My cousin took that pic of me and Dave, thanks Heather!)
But gradually everyone left the dance floor aside from my in-laws who have been married for fifty-two years now.
Oh man am I ever grateful for those two. For their love and legacy, and for the nine children they have raised who are all rippling out to create their own kind of strong families. And for the one, in particular, who I get to be married to.
Leah and Josh got to dance with them…..
And then everyone got crazy on that dance floor once again.
Dave is the master of selfies. It’s become his signature move. Much more on that to come when I write about our big trip we just took, but I love what he catches in his impromptu selfies, because everyone wants to be in them.
So you get some pretty excited faces in there.
Even though you can only see portions of Annie and Dave in these sibling shots, I adore them.
Sorry, that’s a lot of dancing pictures. I love Grace’s face in that last one.
Love each of those nine siblings with all my heart.
Let’s take note of how the in-laws positioned themselves during all this hoopla:
None of them push much to be on the dance floor and I’m so grateful to be one of them. Ha! I personally can’t dance to save my soul. But we sure enjoy watching our spouses!
Love this cute nephew holding his cousin’s baby too:
Ok, back to the star couple of the evening:
I think it’s safe to say that they had a pretty magical night, rain and all, surrounded by so many people who adore them and will be there for them at the drop of a hat.
We sent them off with sparklers and all of our love.