Over the past weekend, Jared and I had the opportunity of celebrating the marriage of three different couples. Congratulations to Craig and Shannon, Jackie (my sister) and Kendall, and Kristi (a very close friend) and Edward. We attended the ceremonies for the last two, which was a little hectic, considering they were one day and 400 miles apart. Needless to say, we crashed HARD once they were all over.
Craig and Shannon had a beautiful reception at Le Jardin on Thursday. Of course, my opinion may be tainted by the fact that they had Cold Stone catering the event. :)
Jackie and Kendall had a nice reception at the Kimball Home in the This Is the Place Heritage Park on Friday.
My sister, Michelle, and I made all the bridesmaid dresses and the flower girl dresses. She also made her boys some vests.
Then Jared and I trekked down to Las Vegas at 5 am the next day. We were lucky enough to have some willing grandparents who watched Chloe for us. (Actually, thanks to Grandma and Grandpa Hansen, Chloe did not want to come home.)
Kristi had an all-out celebration at a church house near the temple. They did a buffet, games, and dancing at their reception. It was beautiful.
We decided to walk the strip after the reception. Of course, we didn't realize in this planning, that we would still be in the clothes we wore to the temple. We were probably only out for an hour, but our feet were so sore by the end, both of us had a hard time getting our casual shoes on the next day.
This was the first time that we had left Chloe alone overnight in close to 2 years. The last time was when we went to Paris while visiting my parents in Holland. We brought her back a little pink bear that said Paris on it. Well, if you know Chloe at all, you can guess what we were looking for this time. Now, granted, there is some pretty unique stuff that you can find on the strip, but apparently a Las Vegas rubber duckie is still a difficult thing to find... mind you, not impossible! :)
We were about to give up our search, when we spotted the last store on our way back to the car. It was the Sugar Factory. Their logo is... a duckie!!! Jared and I were so excited to give it to her when we returned. She, however, knowing that her parents being present meant she was most likely going home, threw a fit, and had no interest in whatever consolation prizes we had to offer her. Such is the life!