You guys. That is just too long to be in a car. Marty screamed his head off every moment he wasn't asleep, and Edie learned the strange magic of the phrase, "Are we there yet?" I didn't get to deploy the classic dad response of "we get there when we get there!", but next year, I'll be ready. (We will never take another trip as long as I live.)
For the first wedding, we stayed at a little lavender farm in southern Utah. The kids had a great time running around with their cousins, and we had a great time letting them run around so we could do literally anything else. Here's Marty running around through some corn.
And here's Marty gorging himself at the reception.
Edie sniffed out the fact that we were all going to play games after the reception ended and everyone cleared out, so she kept reminding us all night how excited she was to play games after the reception was over. Like, all night. She sits down at the table, says, "I'm excited for games after the reception." She gets her snacks, says, "I'm excited for games after the reception." They cut the cake, she whispers, "I'm not going to go to bed because we're playing games at night."
At night, we all gathered in the living room to play games, and she was beyond excited to play. We didn't get started until about 10:00, though, so before long, she was flagging. She laid down next to me on the couch and said, "Maybe I'll just watch for a little bit." She was asleep in seconds.
She had the right idea, because we had to be up really early the next day to clear out from the farmhouse and head up to the second (!!) wedding, which was a little more than an hour away. We made it, but some of us were more cheerful than others when we got there.
Edie was probably the most cheerful, because she got to be a FLOWER GIRL OH MY GOODNESS
She didn't particularly know what she was doing, but fortunately, the groom's daughter acted as the Senior Flower Girl, so Edie could just follow her around and scatter the petals. She had a great time.
Marty wasn't doing quite as well. He was pretty tired from the night before, and it was hot, and all he wanted to do was run around and play in the creek next to the venue. We didn't let him, since it would have completely ruined the ceremony, so he sat in his stroller, getting angrier and angrier. His older, but somehow shrimpier cousin, decided to try pushing him around.
It, uh, didn't work like they hoped?
The reception was much more fun than your typical wait in line to congratulate the happy couple-type reception. We ate burritos and played bingo, and let me just say, I am seriously considering getting married all over again so I can do something like this.
Edie had a blast with the bingo cards, although she wasn't really bothered with the numbers that were being called out.
(I think she's winking in this picture? It could also just be that she's gigantically unphotogenic.)
After lunch and everything were over, we were all exhausted from sitting in the heat for so long. Marty was going crazy and desperately needed to go to sleep. So as much as we love our family, we picked everything up and took off for the day. If you're just reading this now and wondering where we went at the reception, sorry?
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