I'm still too tired for too many words, so here's our weekend in pictures...
That's alotta boys!
There's something about a swimming pool that brings peace and harmony between brothers. It warms my heart to watch the older ones take care of young JoJo (as opposed to, you know, torturing him).
No trip to Dallas would be complete without a visit to the JFK Sixth Floor Museum.
The museum was very moving and, of course, just being in such a historical place had a very profound impact on me. My guys are standing on the Grassy Knoll with the Book Depository (& museum) behind them.
But here is what I really wanted to share...
We clean up pretty good don't we? Notice Swallowtail in action? I really enjoyed wearing it and it was the perfect accent for a rather plain black dress.
I was so proud of my boys... they behaved well and we danced all night. It was, without a doubt, the most fun wedding I've ever been to. Unlike some weddings where the dance floor is slow to fill, this floor filled almost immediately and these young people knew how to dance! Quickly a group of cheering onlookers gathered to cheer on one of the dancers. I squeezd my way into the circle to get a peek...
Uh... do I know him? *blush* (What can I say... he learned all his moves from Troy.)
All that swimming, sightseeing, and dancing left us worn out and ready to come home.
Loopy and one completed sock were ready as well.