A Tale of Two Weekends

Our last two weekends have been full. Last weekend there was a wedding. Not the kind you get to go to alone with your husband and focus solely on getting a good seat near the food line. The kind where the bride and groom are so dear to you that most of your family ends up involved in the wedding. Bill officiated and Jack was the Ring Bearer...
Tate and Em were the gift attendants. They took it really seriously...
Kind of...
It was my job to try to keep Lulu from saying "Dada!" loudly over and over again during the vows as she saw her Daddy up front. I didn't do so great at my job. She did quiet down at the reception though...
Since we were all dressed up I thought it would be a great idea to get a family picture...
Wrong again. Poor Jack was exhausted what with the task of trying to behave all day and the picture-taking he already had to do with the wedding party. He fell asleep of his own accord at 6pm that night.

There was far less sleeping going on this weekend, for me at least. It was our annual Women's Slumber Party for our Church...
I love being with these women as each year there are many tears from sharing deeply with one another. We decided that next year we should just make Kleenex boxes the centerpieces. But we didn't cry the whole time. We did a goodly amount of laughing too. In fact, there was so much laughter coming from room 802 in the middle of the night that we got called out in the meeting for it the next morning.

Our weekends have been full. Probably too full judging by the fact that my Christmas decorations are still up. My Christmas cards are not all sent. And my cupboards are rather bare. Not good. But my heart is full right now. And that is very, very good.