When little brothers marry...

Well...it finally happened! My little brother tied the knot last weekend. It was a beautiful weekend; the weather was perfect and all went well. It was pretty weird for me to be the photographer at my own brother's wedding...of course I wouldn't want it any other way. Still, looking through the viewfinder and seeing my brother in a tux brought a tear to my eye...especially during the slide show. I somehow had to find a way to get it together...there were pictures to be taken! Our parents looked so happy...maybe it was because the last of their children was finally getting married, and now it is just the two of them once again...I'm sure they've been waiting for this since that early 


March morning back in 1980. (Just kidding Mom and Dad...we know how much you both love to have us around). The day had a few gliches, as every wedding does; especially with the slide show. Who was running that anyway? Oh well, we can't get enough of Matthew and Esther...especially when the repeated pictures were ones I took!>Vickie, you made it through the day...I must say, there were moments where I wasn't sure, but you were a beautiful mother-of-the-bride, and I'm so happy to have you added to our family. Thank you for trusting me with the images of this day!
Matthew and Esther, I wish you all the best! Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your day. Welcome to the family sis!
~Christina