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Here come the brideS!

Get ready for the longest post of pictures...EVER on my blog.

Memorial Day weekend we hosted my sister's bridal shower.  I discovered that it's amazing what people can draw with their opposite hand or blindfolded.  :)  Here are some pics!

Mama and Tita Precy looking fabulous as always!
 

 Nothing like putting a pregnant lady to work!

Tita Precy's centerpieces.


Party favor tags made by Wyatt's cousin, Sam.
















Yes, they're delicious and yes, I made them.


















Time for games!  Drawing either with your opposite hand or with your eyes closed. 




I'm really impressed with the quality of these drawings...well, maybe not this one in particular, but most of them!







Tita Dora won for the best drawing with her opposite hand!








What's a bridal shower without lingerie!?!?!





Those must be sexy!  I can tell by the look on her face!








Bridesmaids!  <3


Lifetime supply of underwear!


I had to take it!  My sister and Julia packing up the gifts.

My sister with Mama and her Mama-in-law.


The following day, Wyatt and I went to a wedding for my friend, Briana.  It was a wonderful wedding.  As always, it kind of made me wish I was Jewish.  I love Jewish weddings.  (How weird is it that I knew the words to every song he sang in Hebrew?  :P  The cantor was fantastic and it felt so intimate.  There were no dry eyes at this wedding.  You could tell everyone was emotionally connected to both the bride and groom.  Congrats to Dr. & Mrs. Roberts!



Yeah, that guy on the right...he's the cantor and he is amazing.


The groom with his parents.














Yeah, you might recognize this outfit...from the wedding we went to last weekend.  :)  Hey, I'm pregnant.  My options are limited. Hahaha.













Daddy on the dancefloor with baby Ella. 

















What a great weekend to celebrate love!

God Bless,
Kat

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