The first of many

Several weekends ago, we attended the wedding of my nephew.

He is the oldest grandchild, the first to serve a mission, and now the first to get married.

Our family is in for a long haul:)  And I mean that in the kindest way.

My parents have thirty-one grandchildren and one more on the way (ours of course).

And someday soon, I imagine, there will be lots of great-grandchildren running around.

It will be fun for my kids to have little friends to play with, since we are kind of at the tail end of it all.

 

The temple sealing was beautiful, and my nephew married a wonderful girl.

They make a strong team!

We had fun seeing most of our family and celebrating their beautiful day with them.

After the wedding, we went over to my sister's home for an open house.

We got to visit with a lot of family and a few friends.

This is my mother and her 85 year old Aunt.  

Who still happens to drive long, long distances.  She is an amazing little firecracker!

And I couldn't help but take this picture of my children with their grandparents.

My dad made a joke about what a good memory it would be for Max someday.

Him trying to get away from his grandpa. I love it anyway.  

And he likes his grandpa, he just wanted his mom at that exact moment.

The weather held out for about one hour of the two hour open house.

And then the wind blew in. It was a mad dash to salvage everything possible.

It was a beautiful day, and we look forward to doing it again (and again).