Brad and His Buddy!

Brad and I are both a couple of kids at heart. As a result we love to play and who better to play with...? KIDS!!

Brad has become attached to several of my nieces and nephews that live in the area but there is one nephew in particular that Brad is fond of. We call him R2. R2 and Brad are buddies because they both have something in common.....CARS!!! R2 loves anything with wheels (except roller skates because apparently those are for girls). They both love anything to do with cars.....books, pictures, games, toy cars, real cars, etc. Even motorcycles, airplanes, helicopters and boats are on the list of favorites.

So, here are a few pics of Brad and R2 doing what they love to do.

We promised R2 that once he was potty trained we would take him on the race cars. He would not ride with me because I am a girl and apparently boys go faster.

Brad has a tradition of going to the UVU car show every May at Thanksgiving Point. The new tradition is to bring his favorite little buddy that shares his passion. Here R2 is showing off the new T-shirt that Uncle Brad bought him at the car show.

Another pose in front of a pretty awesome something or other.

WOW!! Who knew this would be so much fun?

R2 was especially excited about this car because it reminded him of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang!

R2 is giving Brad a big thanks for such a fun day.

The Honeymoon!!!

We spent four wonderful days at Moon Lake Resort in the high Uinta Mountains of Utah. We left the camera crew at home so unfortunately we only have one picture of the both of us together (courtesy of the guy who helped us launch the rented boat).

The Fantastic Honeymoon Resort!!!

The Honeymoon Suite

(Honey)Moon Lake

One of the highlights of our trip was going out on the lake.

Brad had so much fun driving the boat.

After a few hours of tooting around the lake looking for fish to catch, the sky began to darken.

It began raining so we headed back toward shore. Soon it was hailing and no matter how fast we rowed and paddled, we could not seem to get ahead of the storm. The sun was shining again by the time we docked but we were so wet and cold that we decided to call it a day.

Brad Warming by the a fire that I built. (I'm such a pyro!)

Brad was convinced that every camping trip needs a foil dinner. I was so not impressed with my version of one. I'm pretty sure I would have been on the brink of starvation if it hadn't of been for the delicious s'mores we had later.

It wasn't a total waste though......Meet Wilbur. He ate pretty much anything we dropped.

This is me by some logs.....not sure what they were doing there but decided to get a picture next to them anyway.

Brad building me a teepee for the Indian Chicken Dance.

True Story...About a week before the wedding we went to the county offices to get our marriage license. My wonderful hubby, fiancee at the time, loves to be random and loves to embarrass me. As we sat there waiting for the lady to process our paperwork, Brad took full advantage of the little silent moment. He said to her, "And on the honeymoon, I'm going to dress her up like a chicken. Then I'm going to put on my Indian costume and chase her around." I was mortified. This woman processes marriage licenses every day for a living. Hopefully, she's heard worse.

Out for a little hike in the woods.

Going for a spin in the boat.

(unfortunately my antique camera has no audio.)

THE BIG DAY!!!

This is my absolute favorite picture from that day!!!

Just the two of us.

My Hunka Hunka Burnin' Love

(see what I mean?)

The Mommas and the Papas
(and us of course)

Hers

His

Ours

The Reception

We knew from the get go that having an out door reception was risky. On the actual wedding day, the weather was very cooperative during pictures outside of the temple. But as the day went on, the sky began to darken. Our plan was to head to the park at about 4pm to begin setting up for the reception.

This wasn't going to be your everyday formal reception where folks walk in, shake hands with the everyone in the line and then leave with a little nut cup. This was going to be a casual summer picnic. We were serving hamburgers, chips, beans, potato salad and punch while friends and family mingled. We just wanted everyone to come and have a good time.

At 2pm it was raining cats and dogs and the wind was blowing something fierce. I was a wreck. I was on the phone trying to make arrangements to have the festivities moved to the church without knowing exactly how we were going to notify the guests. Everyone kept reassuring me that it would blow over. And they were right. When we left to head up to the park, it had reduced to a light drizzle despite dodging branches and twigs in the road on the way. As we began setting up the clouds parted and the sky cleared. I couldn't have asked for a more beautiful reception.

Have you ever seen a better looking bride and groom?

(The Lord's stamp of approval in the background)

Donald greeting some of the cousins as they arrive.

Kelly helping Baby J. with the treats he recovered from THE GREAT PINATA BUST!!

Family and friends enjoying a casual summer picnic reception.

Esther made the cake. Great Job Esther!! And THANK YOU!!

Christian and Baby J. just chillin' as guests arrive.

Donald (my awesome father-in-law) hand painted the banner for us that is seen in the background.

A little history......

We met online on a singles website. After a few months of chatting we decided to meet in person. I (Glenna) asked Brad out on the first date. He thought I was psychotic because I was asking him out over the internet. My thoughts were that singles websites were intended for eventually hooking up. And he was apparently not going to make the first move.

We went out on our first date on February 11, 2008. He brought me a beautiful orchid plant which I have managed to keep alive and still have. That weekend his family had me over for Sunday dinner. Brad was telling me about going to an air force museum and how he was allowed to tour the very first plane that was ever used as Air Force One. He said, "That thing was such a piece of crap." His mom was horrified and said, "Brad don't say piece of crap." To which he replied, "sorry, ...CRAP!" We all laughed and I knew I was going to like this guy.

Brad proposed on August 13th just two days after his 33rd birthday and our six month anniversary. I accepted and exactly 10 months later we were married in the Mount Timpanogos Temple in American Fork, Utah.