This weekend we headed to west Texas for my baby, 2-year-old, tiny infant niece’s wedding. Okay, so she’s not an infant, she’s a woman now, but oh! How the time has flown by. I think I’m still in denial.
I didn’t get many photos of the actual wedding (you know since I was weeping and all), but look how beautiful and happy she looks:
It was sweet, and lovely, and lots of fun. And now she’s Mrs. Pierce. Sniff.
Congratulations, baby girl. You’ll always be my shoebox driver.