We are halfway through our two weeks of treks after returning home from Whitni and Stewie's wedding. The flights there were tiring for the kids, but they seemed to endure it well.
Saturday afternoon there was a luncheon way up on the hill. Even though Whitni hogged most of the attention the boys were able to leach leftover attention from Nick, Rissa and others.
Jensley never seems to have a hard time finding attention.
Everyone took a turn telling a story about Whitni, Stewie or both of them. As expected Whit loved the attention (and who wouldn't?).
I guess they deserved the attention, it being their day and everything.
Hearing the stories were pretty fun, except for Mom yelling at me to sit down and shut up.
Jensley slowly realized that attention was going elsewhere and she wasn't cool with it.
Rock finally found a phone and weathered the 'old people stories' by watching Batman cartoons.
Ryker didn't let the talking stop him from working the room.
Here are our little guys all cleaned up and handsome. DeA wanted a picture to prove that it happened at some point before the wedding.
We tried to get pics of the kids in front of the temple, this was the best one that we could achieve.
This one is good, too.
The wedding was beautiful and people cried (no, not me) and then Jens posed for pictures.
It is always great to see family laugh and smile at the happy events and good news.
I guess Jens wasn't the only one posing for pictures.
Jens liked her attention from Aunt Lesa.
Ryker and Rock played with Joel and Rissa during the ceremony. They seemed to survive well.
Eventually Whit and Stewie made their grand exit from the temple and stole Jens' thunder. She let them know that she wasn't pleased.
After the temple we headed to Sherry's for Cafe Rio and a reception. Nick made a video of the couple growing up that was played during the party.
Look at Whit, isn't she pretty? So are Mama Rae and Jens.
Jens eventually found the cinnamon chips and strolled around munching.
Rock spent most of his time on the trampoline and didn't let Jens stop him from jumping high. He wore himself out to the point that in his sleep he started screaming about the trampoline.
I call these two shots "An Evolution of a Photobomb".
Ain't no party like a TJ party cuz a TJ party don't stop...at least until his mom says it stops.
Jens found lots of love and attention with Uncle Dave.
By the end of the party the kids were pretty worn out, grumpy and tired. We used candy to lure them into the van (that sounded creepier than I wanted, but now I have to leave it there...).
Rock was melting down and didn't want his picture taken. He was asleep about three minutes later.
Ryker was asleep thirty seconds later.
Jens didn't even make it out of the driveway.
The flight home was pleasantly easy. Rock watched Ice Age the whole way and ate about a bag of Pirate's Booty.
Thanks to Nick's willingness to help Jens found a comfy spot for a nap.
Buzz Lightyear powered down for a rejuvination hyper sleep.
DeAndra finally got to crash in the car when she knew the kids were tied down (literally).
