A highlight of the trip was introducing Elianna to 2 sets of great-grandparents. This child has THREE sets of great-grandparents. Isn’t that crazy? I was certainly never that lucky! We took 4-generation shots, and marveled at how she can look so much like her great-grandpa.
Finally, it was time for the event that we flew east for — Kimberly got married!!!
Kimberly (formerly known as Sanderly, on my blog) married her airplane pilot in September, and they had a beautiful wedding, with just enough excitement thrown in to make it perfect!. The best man came about 2 hairs away from fainting (thanks to the heat of the day), and kept us all on the edge of our seats for the remainder of the wedding! Elianna did amazingly well, considering she made it through the day with one proper nap and 1 cat-nap in the car! The newlyweds sneaked away during the closing prayer, much to everyone’s surprise! (I overheard one elderly lady exclaiming, “When I was young, *I* was taught to keep my eye closed during prayer!” I take it she wasn’t in favor of sneaking away from your wedding with your eyes open….) We spent the evening folding tulle and tulle and more tulle and then some more tulle.
Our flight home was a few days later, and was MUCH better than our flight TO the east. We were blessed with 3 seats to ourselves on both flights, which helped a certain grouchy little girl be slightly happier. She’s a bit like her mommy…she needs her space! I had been worrying about our Toronto layover because it was so short and I was afraid that because of the time, baby, and Jerry’s injured knee, we might miss our next flight. Well, even though our plane arrived at the time our next plane was supposed to depart, they held it for us, AND our luggage, AND it was just the next gate over. Thank-You, God! I could’ve kissed the ground when we landed in Edmonton. It’s good to go away and visit family and friends, but still, “Home” has never been a sweeter word!
The week of coming home was filled with doctor appointments for Jerry and his knee, shots for Elianna, and then I came down with the worst flu of my LIFE. No, I’m not pregnant. (We talked about that in the Swagbucks/blogging failure post, remember?)
The Dr. sentenced Jerry to 2 weeks of light work before he could go back to his normal job, so he hopped on a tractor for my uncle. That turned into 7 weeks or harvest work, and he never did go back to his normal job, actually. Yesterday he started a new job, with a new electrician. His old boss was heading into oilfield/mechanical work, not electrical, so it was time to move on.
So….thus ends our summer!