I wish I had taken a sweeping photo of all the people we love so much filling up our whole yard to celebrate the grand union of our son and his new wife.
There is just something about the feeling in the air being surrounded by so many people you love. Who love you. Who love your son. And meeting so many people who adore his new wife. All in the beauty of a dark December evening in the desert filled with twinkling lights. This is all I have for now:
Hoping the photographer captured it more. (One of my “learned-this-time-to-remember-next-time” notes is to make sure to have my brother bring his drone…it would have been so fun to see that crowd from above!)
At some moments it felt so shoulder-to-shoulder I could hardly get through the crowd to help with something or other, or to manage the music/lanterns find Max and Abby to introduce to someone, etc.
And the dancing was so fun. Just how Max and Abby wanted it to be.
But back up…first things first, and in my girls’ opinion, that means Chick Fil A.
Loved sneaking away for a few to be with these guys before the celebration party.
I took this picture for my friends who helped with the iron-burn-hole-through-the-dress-that-morning incident:
That dress looks great, right?
You’d never guess what had happened that morning: Mid way through getting ready my good friend took on the steaming/ironing responsibilities. Elle’s silk dress had some creases so we were trying to use a “cool iron” as directed on the tag and all was well until my friend looked up at me in sheer horror holding the iron above a good-sized hole that she had burned right through the front ruffle of the dress. Oh my heavens we both just looked at each other, eyes as big as saucers, jaws on the floor, and the world around us stopped for a minute. She felt SO awful and I assured her I would have done the exact same thing…it did say “cool iron,” I think our iron is faulty. We both didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but luckily I remembered my neighbor, who is also a seamstress, had offered to help with any altering we might need. I called her in a panic and she was there within two minutes to assess the damage. She ran home and brought the dress back in what seemed like two more minutes with a perfect seam in that ruffle making it look practically as good as new. Oh man we were all pretty pleased as punch about that little remedy I tell you!
After the temple…and Chick Fil A too, we headed back to help with the finishing touches for the party.
Love those girls of mine, and we were all delighted when the guests of honor showed up.
Here are the little girls testing out the dance floor:
And then it was time.
People gathering and talk, talk, talking, food being eaten, lanterns set off, beauty all around.
I really don’t have very many pictures, just the ones gathered from a bunch of air dropped cell phones, but here’s the cutting of the “cake”…
…which wasn’t really a “cake”, it was this tower of the most delicious cookies my dear friend made:
We’re not much of cake fans, cookies are our thing so it was very appropriate.
Then we sent off some laterns into that December night sky:
Then mother/son dance:
I love this picture of Max cutting in:
….and then onto a pretty fun dance party that you’ll see on the video…
…and the sparkler send-off.
But really, I don’t know why I’m trying to tell the story with these iPhone pictures when I have this video I love.
We may not have the wedding pictures yet, but we DO have the video. And I adore it. I love how it gives such a great overview of the whole day. Lindsey did such a great job! There is nothing like a video to give the whole feeling of an event. Fill up your whole screen and turn it up to watch.
Dave and I looked at each other the other night and wondered again how in the world that happened: our son is married! And it’s a beautiful thing.