It's been so long since I've sat down to write an actual post that I'm afraid I've forgotten how to do it. It feels really weird. I'm gonna have to get back in the habit.
Our family is just emerging from a fog of busyness and activity, and it feels wonderful to be able to catch up on some things. A big chunk of the busyness was related to my dear friend and sister-in-law's wedding a couple weeks ago. She's lived with us for almost three years, so it was a really sweet and special time to celebrate with her.
All four of us were in the wedding, so it took a surprising amount of time and energy to find clothes for everyone. In fact, we were still trying to find a belt for Peter the day before the wedding.
After trying on like a bazillion dresses, I finally decided to make mine. It's both dangerous and wonderful to be able to sew. Dangerous, because the expectations for achieving the perfect fit go way up. Wonderful, because you can actually do something about it.
I don't know how I've gotten through two decades of sewing without installing an invisible zipper, but this was my first time. It was surprisingly easy, and I was really happy with how the dress turned out. Here's a shot of me and my girl—I made her flower girl dress, too. We tall people sometimes have to take matters into our own hands.
And with her Daddy...
The weather was gorgeous, and we all had a good time. The kids were troopers, and only had a couple of meltdowns. We had to be there for a few hours before the ceremony, which meant that R—who was a ring bearer— missed his nap. Amazingly, he made it down the aisle, and proceeded to fall asleep for the rest of the ceremony on my Dad's lap. I really wish I'd been able to get a picture of that.
Weddings are always a special reminder of how much I love this man. I am amazed that God has carried us through almost eight years of marriage. It's been a great adventure.
Check back soon, as I will be posting some landscaping updates, and some other fun projects, including an epic fail on a DIY leaning mirror.