wedding and a wonderful day

What a wonderful weekend! What a wonderful day!

First of all, it's warm. That alone kind of guarantees goodness in February. We are out here in Houston for Lorie's wedding, which was beautiful. We arrived late Thursday night and Friday was a busy whirl-wind getting ready for the wedding. We had a big family dinner with both sides Friday evening and I even played the guitar and sang a song. It went great.

Saturday morning, we all made it out and to the temple on time. Everyone looked lovely and we now have a wonderful brother-in-law. The reception was in this cool 1940's airport terminal. It was very Lorie-esque. So beautiful. Lorie was absolutely beautiful, and the kids were so cute. And that's pretty much who people look at: Bride (and maybe the groom), the little kids, and maybe the mothers of the bride and groom. Anyway, so fun. The reception ended at 7:30, but it felt like 11. We were exhausted!

Yesterday after church, Rob, the kids and I went on a walk around the neighborhood. We walked along the bayou (I love just saying that word... bayou. Say it with a drawl. Bayou). We even saw a alligator sunning itself across the bayou, only about 20 ft away. Only down south do you just see an alligator sitting by the bayou. Plus it was just wonderful to be together, talking, enjoying the sun and warmth by the bayou (okay, say it one more time. Isn't it great? Makes you want to talk with a drawl.)

So lastly, today was absolutely wonderful. Despite the nippy weather (okay, nippy only for Houston... high-60s), we went swimming. So fun. The kids LOVED it. We then had lunch at and took a lovely nap. I always think a day that includes a nap is great. Rob had to leave for the airport. Sad:( So he has to return to cold, work, cold. I am so glad that we are staying a few more days.

We had family home evening tonight, Grandma Bassett played games with the kids (she is SO amazing. I love you Grandma Bassett), and I put kids to bed. I then finished off this wonderful day by singing italian arias to my kids as they fell asleep. It was magical, sitting in the dark, making up italian-sounding words, holding Bekah's hand as I sang to the two of them.