Krista Gets Married!

Last weekend we traveled to Utah for Krista's wedding. We left Wednesday night in order to spend the night in Worland and cut 90 minutes off our trip the next day. Brandon and I had decided that when Jasper got up for the second time, we'd just give him a bottle, put him in his car seat, and let him sleep most of the way. Well, Brandon and I were both wide awake at 1:00, and Jasper didn't get up for the first time until 2:00 (which would put his second feeding at about 7:00 or 8:00), so we packed up and headed out by 2:30. Despite the ridiculously early hour, the drive was relaxing, as there was no traffic! We arrived in Ogden by just after 8:00!!

We spent the afternoon shopping and had a great family dinner at Chuck-a-Rama before turning in for the evening. The next morning brought about Krista & Kyle's wedding day, so it was off to the temple! The sealing session was great, and it's awesome to be adding another great member to our family! Welcome, Normster!!

During the photo session, we found a butterfly hovering around a nearby flower bed. I went over to check it out and discovered that it was a swallowtail, just like the one that we released at Kerrigan's campsite. It was nice to know that her little spirit was with us on such a wonderful day!

All I Want For Christmas is My Two Front Teeth!

Jasper's first two teeth came in on August 1st. We had no warning, no indication...not even a fever or increase in drooling, nor an irritable personality or ER visit. I just happened to decide to check for teeth last Monday, and, lo and behold, two brand new teeth! Aren't the beautiful!?

Butterfly, Fly Away

Last night we released a butterfly at Kerrigan's camp site. This was not just any ordinary butterfly. This butterfly was very, very special! It just so happens that last summer, Kerrigan and Opa found a caterpillar that was getting ready to make a chrysalis. They caught it and put it in a jar with a few sticks, and there it waited. When Kerrigan passed, the jar got moved to Aunt Jill's bedroom until Oma found it a couple days ago. Thinking that it was dead, she prepared to throw it away. But lo and behold, she saw movement and before long something began to emerge. For all any of us knew, it could have been an ugly moth or tiny little butterfly, but, no. It was a yellow and black beauty. Oma & Opa took the butterfly to her campsite where we released it. It had a bit of a difficult time sticking to anywhere as it had been stuck in the jar for so long. We finally moved it to the safety of her wreath so that it could have a little shelter from the storm that was blowing in. The last we saw, it was still perched on the wreath with its wings gently flapping in the breeze.