Dave & Kylie Got Married: Waveny Reception.

Dave & Kylie got married! And I'm still working my way through photos...

Their New Canaan reception (the evening of the Manhattan ceremony) was really lovely, perfectly balmy, & included beautiful flowers, delicious food & lots of friends & family supporting them in a quintessential New Canaan setting. Q was such a good sport (staying until past 10pm, when he finally said night, night as we were putting him in his car seat to head back to the Whiting's home). I clearly had a good time as well, as I could barely walk that evening after a day in what were supposedly-sensible wedges. I won't hold any hard feelings against the shoes & will blame pregnancy instead, as that's the current scapegoat for just about everything these days. 

Celebrations of love are really, really happy things. 

And Q in a suit! I love him so much. 

 

New Canaan Thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving was spent with Mike's family in New Canaan. All of his siblings (sans Brian, currently in Honduras) were able to come home, with Dave & Dan getting to meet Quinn for the first time.  These introductions were definitely the highlight of the trip. Quinn is at an age where he's really getting an opinion about who  he is with & it was fun to see how much he already loves his uncles & aunt.  Mike even taught Dan & Dave how to change a diaper which was kind of hilarious to watch (& reminds me of the day Dave spent with us in the city - around 5pm when I was changing Quinn's diaper, he said - You have to do that AGAIN? Yes, Dave. Over & over & over again, every day). Even if Q's wake time is basically just an hour - including his eating! - we were happy that they were all able to get acquainted, & it was fun for us to show him off. Cousins Maran & Dave (in our ward in the city now - yay!) came out as well, which was especially nice because Maran made the best Thanksgiving rolls I've ever had. Bless her heart. I'm sure I ate a half dozen before dinner even started.

I could talk about how perfect the week was, but really, it just wasn't. Sadly, Quinn apparently decided that he hates the suburbs & was basically up all night every night, & even went so far as refusing to nurse for a bit, obviously upset about something. It made for a really tiring few days for his parents & admittedly, it was not my favorite trip out of the city. We're happy that we got to see family (& I was super happy with Mike taking over just about every single diaper changing - I love having him around), but Q & I were both a little relieved to be home, where luckily he quickly returned to his happy, mostly-rested self. Phew. 

(Side note: It was funny when Dan said that he didn't think that Q ever cried, based on the photos I post. Obviously, he's a 10 week old baby, so this isn't the case - & I've got a spirited boy who wears his emotions on his sleeve just like his mama. He definitely has a voice, & uses it often. I just love smiling photos more than screaming ones.)

We cooked a few things this year. My family's Thanksgiving Salad that we always love. I made another batch of Spiced Pecans that disappeared in a few hours. Kelsey's Italian Sausage Stuffed Mushrooms (that I assigned Dave to make). Chocolate Crinkle Cookies. Mike's sweet potatoes. Crepes on Thanksgiving morning. That's about all I could muster. 

Photos. 

(I went through & added captions & then deleted them. Captions always end up feeling cheesy. Photos tell the story enough, I suppose.)