Aunt Doris got married in a beautiful ceremony last weekend. We are all so very happy for her and Clarke.
Those who didn't go into the temple, babysat 16 small children in a tiny temple apartment. Rumor has it, the chaos was so bad that the assistant manager of the temple apartments questioned whether or not it was safe in there. It probably wasn't, but no one was bleeding when we got out of the temple, so what's the big deal?
Other than Doris finally getting married, the other exciting thing was that Erik and I hired a babysitter for her reception. Fantastic. Someone at the reception seriously said to me, "Oh these receptions are really for the children." Uh, yeah. That's why they serve peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with juice boxes. Come on!!
Take for example this picture of Erik and I waiting outside the temple for Doris and Clarke. If you look closely, you can see Charlie tugging at Erik's arm. It's obvious that whoever built those cement steps and planter boxes did not intend for small children to be playing on them for close to an hour. I'm surprised no one cracked their head open. You can tell by our expressions, it wasn't very fun waiting around with the kids.
Now, compare that to this picture taken at the reception without our kids:
New White Dress Shirt: $20
Attending a Wedding Reception Without Our Children: PRICELESS