My baby brother got married last weekend. We went to Utah for the big bash. It was a chock full weekend. Chock full of commotion, craziness, emotion, coordination and lack thereof, pictures, and pure love. That boy found himself a great wife and they are quite a couple. We were SO glad to be there for the big day, even though on our way to my parent’s house from the airport it looked like this:Are you kidding me? I think it needs to be announced there that it is MAY. It even hailed a little on our drive. I was convinced that Utah was a horrible place until the next day when all the blossoms were popping and it was sunny and gorgeous. Then I wanted to move there. I did a photoshoot while I was there and was very envious of all the flowers…you just don’t see things like this here:Ok, so here are some of my favorite pics from the wedding:
Every little girl in the wedding party wanted to hold Julie’s dress “train.” I’m so glad she didn’t get tripped over with all those girls pulling at her.
I don’t know how it happened, but somehow Max got to the wedding with his hair like this. Well, actually I do know how it happened: a combination of his whining that he didn’t want to cut it and too much going on to actually do the chopping. Rest assured that since this picture his mop has been sufficiently depleted.Gracie’s pure excitement at the event.Claire contemplating her future husband.
Grace and cousin Isaac couldn’t get enough of the dancing at the reception…
…neither could Claire, especially when she got to dance with her Grandfather……or with the groom.Beautiful flowers my cousins put together…they are so darn talented.Other than the wedding I got to go to lunch with my best high school friends. Man I love these girls. We’ve been through so much together. A few had left by the time I got to my camera darn it.
And we got to hold a little family baby shower for my two pregnant cousins. In the middle in the back is the cardboard cutout of my sister who’s on a mission in London. She graced the entire weekend in cardboard form.
We got to go visit Dave’s two sisters and their families who live in Layton, and meet a brand new darling cousin, Lyla. (The b&w photo above is compliments or Elle…she’s getting pretty good!)This is the best picture I got of her gosh darn it. I love how newborns can be totally comfortable all skiwampus and upside down. Although you can’t really see her in this picture, know that she’s gorgeous.To me, there’s not much cuter than four kids pulling suitcases through an airport (too bad the picture’s not great due to the fifth child in my arms while trying to take it). That means we’re going or coming from somewhere. And oh boy do I love to travel!
What a weekend.