There are 9 grandchildren on my dad’s side of the family. We are all so close–we’re like siblings, except for that we haven’t ever lived together–with the exception of a week every summer with Grandmama and Grandaddy. Needless to say, Elizabeth getting married was huge. She was the first. Now, you must understand–we think being part of our family is a sacred thing. Seriously. We are that family You don’t just “get in.” We welcomed Scott with open arms (and some embarrassment) at their Rehearsal dinner and proclaimed him a Grandmama Sara’s Summer Camp camper, which basically means “you’re in.” He was so excited to become one of “us” (the crazy Foshee grandchildren who wear shirts that each have a letter so together–we spell out something[s] AND we sing loudly at any given moment in any given circumstance), I’m sure.
Here are a few shots of the weekend. Bridesmaids luncheon and day of wedding. SO MUCH FUN. Congrats, Elizabeth and Scott! I love you both dearly and cannot wait to see where the wonderful journey of life takes you!
Goin to the chapel…
The proud grandparents!
This is Elizabeth. Fully Elizabeth.
A weekend full of laughter and family–AWESOME!
Grandmama is a member of the Garden Circle. Can you tell?