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Ted's Wedding and scrap map

This last Saturday one of our good friends got married in Brigham City. We were able to make it to the sealing, thanks to my parents who drove up and watched our cranky teething baby. (I still feel bad, sorry mom and dad). The ceremony was beautiful, there was so much love and the spirit was so strong. Teddy has been a good friend of Chris' for a while now, he pushed Chris to go on a mission and that makes Ted and I very good friends. :) He definitely played a role in our lives. After the sealing Chris and I picked up Owen, and my parents took us to Smith and Edwards (like the original Cabelas). That place is awesome by the way! I could spend a whole day in there.
Super random but great. 

 The luncheon was held at "The Lodge" in Brigham and the food was amazing. Then Chris and I had about four hours to kill before the reception. Ted called to see where we went and said that we were more than welcome to go hang out with his sister in law and the kids at his house. So instead of laying in the cold at the park, we ended up at Ted's. His family was so sweet and friendly. I made a new friend (Ted's niece) who asked if she could sit on my lap and hug her. I had her when I said yes to watching Tinkerbell: Secret Of  Wings. 

The reception was just as beautiful as the sealing.. maybe not quite but close. Chris played Somewhere Over the Rainbow/ What A Wonderful World on the ukulele while Ted and Maggie sang at the reception. He did a fantastic job. I have a video but after three failed attempts to load it, I gave up. Maybe some other time.

Chris did an amazing job and it was a day we will never forget!
Chris and his buddy Trent

Me, O, Maggie, Ted and Chris

In other exciting news, I finished my scrap map! I think it looks awesome. I bought a cheapo poster frame at Wal Mart to finish it off and I love it. 

And that's about it for that weekend. :) 


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