Tim’s father, Ray, was the officiant who did the marriage all those years ago. He was also the one who officiated last year (when they officially tied the knot). And he was the officiant today, when Tim and Katie were married in front of all their family and friends.
Ray is in the unique position to have married Katie and Tim not once, not twice, but thrice. Which seems like a very special and lucky thing, if you ask me.
Brandon set up a slack line (and is something to behold, watching him run and leap onto the thing).
A big event that many of us were looking forward to this weekend: Tricia, visiting with the kids. It’s been ages since Liz and I have seen Paige, Audrey, and Sebastian… and it was a mini-reunion of sorts when they all arrived.
Despite a late night ringing in the new year watching fireworks on the beach, a group of us woke up early (6:00 AM) to drive about 2+ hours for a rainforest hike at Sensoria.
On the drive to dinner, we encountered a few cows wandering the road. This happened more than once, during the length of our stay. Brandon and Lauren had been warned about “vacas negras” as something to keep an eye out for, while driving at night.
Easter dinner, which would later be followed by some apple pie. Great meal, great weekend.
Liz and I got to stay in the basement at the lakehouse, and that room always results in more sleep that we intended. Given that the room has no windows, it’s easy to lose track of time – and to roll out of bed around 9:30 or 10AM without thinking twice.
A parliament of Peeps.
Some hot dogs (and peeps) were roasted on the fire. An incredibly relaxing end to an incredibly relaxing day.
A few weeks ago, we got an invite to a surprise birthday party for Brandon and Aunt Beth (whose birthdays are close together). Folks drove in from all over, and were staying at a hotel in Frankfort – with a bus arranged to transport folks over to CD & Me, a few miles away.
Stitched together a few photos, and made this animated GIF. Part of the fun during our Kayaking trip this past weekend.
The scariest part was definitely the view from the street, and the actual act of getting up on the ledge. It’s narrow like a balance beam, but I found that it was better to just get up and jump, and not think too much on things.
Liz and I got to visit the Christiana Lake House this weekend, staying with Uncle David and Aunt Beth, and many other visiting Denlers. We were among the first to arrive on Friday evening, and walked around the area taking in the sunset.
On Sunday, Liz and I trekked down to Frankfort to hang out with Tricia and the kids (who are in town for a week, visiting from Georgia).
Shortly after we arrived, the girls got changed into their bathing suits and a mini-pool was filled up in the backyard. Despite the warm weather, the water from the hose was pretty icy cold. Despite several pitchers of hot water from the kitchen, it was still a pretty icy in there.