Everyone was in disbelief that Shane was getting married -- look at how many friends from Reno and other places that flew out to witness it.

The marvelous wedding planner had snack lunches for us at the temple. The black and white cookies were our favorite. (P.S. Lauren was the wedding planner.)

Shane with the handsome groomsmen.

Lauren with her bridesmaids.

Are not they beautiful? Kerianne and Lauren posed between group pictures.

Grandpa and Baby Jane.

Carrie and I laughed and laughed and laughed during the reception. The question is, why were we laughing? I can't remember to tell you the truth, but check out the beautiful center pieces.

Dan and Minna enjoying a moment during the reception.

New Watches. Jeromy and Ben took every opportunity to show off their new watches that Dad bought them. If you want to know the watch story ask Dad Dyer.

Family Picture Feb 2007

Our family is always changing. Keeping track of all the small changes is impossible and no picture can really show it. Rosie is talking so much, you just have to decipher it a bit, and Wiley is using words that he doesn't even know the meaning of and always making surprisingly good choices for himself.

Last week we went out to eat for Wiley's birthday. We let him pick anything on the children's menu. I was pointing out the corn dogs and chicken fingers and food of that sort. Wiley ended up choosing the children's Salmon instead. When the waitress asked was he wanted for his side, instead of french fries he wanted "sports candy" AKA veggies. What happened to my little boy? He picked a better meal to eat than Ben and I did. It's no wonder Mac and Cheese is not in my kitchen any more.

Final story. Last week I bought Hamburger Helper. I've never bought it before but I was anxious to see what the kids thought of it. Ben swore he wouldn't even taste it. But I thought it smelled good and just wanted to add variety to the ole' peanut butter routine for lunch. I served up the kids, thinking I had gone the extra mile, when low and behold neither child would eat the meal. Keep in mind, they are not particular (at least I don't think). The fact is, I had hit an all time low. No one would eat my meal. (Ben thinks my all time low is actually purchasing the Hamburger Helper:) We had a good laugh, then everything went into the trash.