Joining of the Clans

My mother is big on traditions. Parties. Events. Ms. Party planner herself. Dave's wedding dinner, could not be any different, or just another fancy dinner. It had to include bagpipers and was deeply connected to our heritage. Everything from the flowers to my dad's tie was somehow connected to our roots. Fitting for the joining of the Morgan and Scott clans.


The following day, Dave and Sydney were sealed in the Salt Lake Temple. They were greeted with rain as they exited, but rumor has it that is supposed to be good luck.




My handsome boys before the reception. Owen only wore his suit for an hour, before he found his way to their swimming pool and stripped down to his diaper with the help of Syd's dad. I wash my hands of the whole things. The two of them had every pool toy in that pool in 5 minutes flat, in addition to the floating flowers and candles.

Sadly, or not so sadly, there are no pictures of me from the night. I was racing to the bitter end helping out. It was a beautiful night in their backyard - reminiscent of Father of the Bride. Absolutely beautiful. But, I earned a good night's sleep.