A wedding

I remember the day Matthew came home from the hospital. I remember when he potty trained. I remember when he was a cute little grade school kid. I moved across the country when he was about 15 or 16, so the years after that are less detailed in my memories of him. Maybe that's why it seems hardly believable that my little baby brother is old enough to be married.
But he is.

I know I am terribly behind as this happened months ago, but my baby brother married the lovely Alisha, and just like that, I have to admit that my baby brother is an adult.
Their day was lovely. Alisha looked fantastic, they both looked so happy. The temple ceremony was nice, a luncheon with various people gushing about the couple followed. In the evening, an outdoor reception with lots of dancing polished off the day. It couldn't have been better if you ask me. I am so happy for them and so happy that we have another fantastic member in our family.