Apparently We Don't Yell Enough

I have so much blogging to catch up on. Life has been fun lately, despite the fact that for the last week Lily has decided to wake up every night and take 2+ hours and a cup of milk to get back to sleep. Oh the humanity. Please tell me this is a phase.

On a happier note, my beautiful niece got married! Yes, when your husband is the second youngest of 7 kids, you have nieces that are only 5 years younger than you. She isn't even the oldest!

 {Isn't she pretty?}

 {I seriously told Ryan I want to have another wedding solely so I can wear a Mantilla veil. I'm not entirely sure he understood that I was not joking.
I was not.}

 {He never took his eyes off her once. Oh to be young and in love! Oh wait, does 29 still count as young? If so I am totally there.}

Then came the tradition of the wedding skit. Please see further examples at my wedding and my sister-in-law's wedding. This skit involved Ryan yelling loudly as he came through the door. That caused this to happen...

{Maybe we should yell more often? She did not know what to do. This went on for a good 10 min in which I completely missed the entire skit while hiding out in the garage.}

 {My hopefully future sister-in-law, my neice and I. Cropped for modesty's sake. Cross those legs in short dresses girls!}

 {Despite appearances we were not "forcing" this cake on her.}

 {See? Please ignore my creeper eyeball.}

 {My loves. Yes, before you ask, those are guns on that wall. I love my father-in-law, guns and all.}

 {Lily says "Let the wild rumpus begin!"}

 {She did not want to leave the dance floor.}

{No DNA test needed here, that is my kid.}

Much more to come as I push through my sleep-deprived zombification to document all that is wonderful in our world. 

Or some of it at least.