My brother was married on Saturday.
I always knew my brother to be a kind, quiet, hard working guy, but it showed in the preparations for this wedding.
He and his new bride put the finishing touches on their special day with just 2 weeks notice...moving their wedding date up from Sept to July to ensure the bride's mom could see her daughter get married.
It was a beautiful day with many heartfelt moments.
My sister and I agreed that Kesha was one of the most beautiful brides we'd seen.
Kale sported his suit well and slept through Uncle Darin's entire wedding.
They were married in a quaint church in the country.
My sister and I were readers and it was Darin's idea to have us select the scripture to read for the ceremony. I selected Psalm 37:3-6.
My brother was cool as a cucumber...as usual.
Kesha was emotional on her way up the aisle. So many thoughts going through her head, I'm sure. She quickly turned me emotional too.
A cute moment when the ring wouldn't go on the finger. It was a little warm in the church with no AC...
Food and dancing followed.
The bride, bridesmaids and many of us wore purple ribbon tatoos for Kesha's mom.
So many new, wonderful memories.
Darin and Kesha, here's wishing you all God's best in your marriage. We love you and support you in this new journey! Thank you for a wonderful weekend!
I'm continuing to catch on to this parenting business...I no longer have a 1 year old, I now have a 13 month old. I'm sure glad adults don't measure their age in months because I just had a birthday and I'd rather not do the math...
Kale started walking at my mom and dad's July 3. We were all outside and all of a sudden, he just started off, on his own, across the lawn. I always knew it would happen, but it still makes your heart stop a little. At home he was still pretty shaky around the house and was always reaching for a hand for help. That all stopped just a few weeks ago. Now he cruises around on his own, from room to room.
He also loves squatting down next to something and then popping back up. He laughs when we say "down" and "up". He would totally win a baby quads muscle contest...not that we're entering him into one.
He also has recently started hating baths before bed. He loved them up to this point, but I think, quite simply, he'd rather be walking. We may have to start resorting to the garden hose.
