This weekend my best friend/sister got married. I’ve known her since I was born and we spent so much of our childhood together. Her wedding was beautiful and so was she. I love weddings, and when your friend is the bride it makes it that much more fun. Old Main was probably the perfect location for the wedding, the old buildings are beautiful and the grounds are just the same. There’s just something about old buildings and weddings, it’s so classical and time-y. Also, can I tell you what she walked down the isle to? Blink 182 feeling this orchestral arrangement, I tried looking it up on youtube for you, but you’ll just have to believe me when I say -YES!
Can we also talk about this beautiful staircase?! I mean seriously, I somewhat wished there was snow all over the ground and that the building had snow on the roof. Just a little touch of winter magic was all I was looking for, but who am I to dream of these things when I live in Phoenix?! Shame on me.
Hazel’s favorite part was walking around and eating. We walked around campus and found these huge leaves. Seriously they were as big as her head. She brought it with her and we told her to give it to uncle Mike, but she just got really close to him and showed it to him. haha. Almost like a siiiike you can’t have it! She does that will lots of things actually, and not just to Mike. I think she thinks it’s a game or something.
She’s also really into walking up the stairs, she does it little grunt kind of thing and it’s pretty darn funny. It’s like she is trying so very hard and putting all her effort into getting to the top. One of these times I’ll have to record it for posterity sake!
The sixteenth was also Hazel’s due date, so we celebrated that aaaaat the wedding. She doesn’t know it yet, but she could have already been one! What a little stinker. I feel like these last few weeks I’ve been telling everyone that she is almost one when I should still be saying she is eleven months while I still can! I mean I’m not trying to rush things, and let’s be honest, this whole year really zoomed by me and I can hardly remember what it was like to have a baby Hazel. -This does not however mean I am baby hungry, I do remember the crying -oohhhh the crying.
The moral of the story is: best friend weddings are beautiful, winter weddings are beautiful, Phoenix in the winter is beautiful, and Hazel is full of energy and loves eating. Also note, not ready for another kid yet.