A Vegas Wedding.. in Three Parts: Part 3: Dinner and Going Home

After the gorgeous wedding and a recovery nap, we were ready for dinner. We were also late for dinner, but apparently we hung out in the monorail station long enough for a fashion shoot. Which explains why we were really late for dinner..



We did eventually make it to dinner... click on through for more...

A Las Vegas Wedding... in Three Parts: Part 2: The Wedding

As I mentioned, we got to go to Vegas to see Ray's brother Steve get married.

After our tour on the Strip came the rehearsal dinner, but I have no pictures because E was strangely exhausted and twerplike. Huh.

Anyway, the next day we cleaned ourselves up (after a quick dip in the pool for E's sake) to watch the nuptials.
As clean as we get!

Actual wedding pictures if you click through to the full post....

Thanks, Aunt Laura

I'm organizing E's closet a little, trying to store the way-too-small stuff somewhere else now that we have a lot of hand-me-downs from a friend and a lot of my sale finds that are still "to grow into". The pile of still-too-big yielded a find for Eamon (who immediately latches on to anything "Shoh?") - his birthday present from his Aunt Laura. Eamon says "Thank you." He loves them. They will fit a little bit better in a couple of months - they're still big now.

Of course, at that time, we will send him to you, Laura Rose. I'm sure your dogs will appreciate it.

Hawaii, Day 4

To see the rest of our Hawaii trip to this point, click here.

Everyone had a pretty full day on Day 3 (the rest of the group checked out a lavender farm), so we all stayed pretty near the boat on Day 4 and skipped seeing much more of Maui.

Eamon hung out with his great-grandfather and his father. Aunt Laura got a lot of great pictures.

Hello, peasants!

Here is the pose I use as an Abercrombie model.

Laura also got this shot of her husband, Brad, which invariably causes Ray or I to start into "I don't smoke often, but when I do..." or some variation of the Dos Equis "Most Interesting Man..." ads.

After our relative failure convincing Eamon that beaches were fun, we spent some time dialing it back a bit- all the way back to the kiddie pool on the boat, which was kept at about 70 degrees, but at least stayed put. Ray's Minnesota blood came in handy here, as did his patience. Eventually, he got Eamon to splash about a bit.

After that and a nap, Eamon was pretty much content to work on his walking skills on the windy upper decks. Ray and the boys did run down to check out the beach that we could see from dock. Apparently, they got to see sea turtles, but no one got a picture for me to share (this would happen again!). They did get to play around a bit, though.

If you want to see the whole Picasa album to this point, click the picture below:

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Hawaii, Day 2

Day 1 here.
Day 2, May 8, 2010 started off mellowly - well, for me. Ray got a jetlagged baby wake up at some ridiculous hour and kindly left me to sleep. Ray and Eamon went out and harasses various shops until they got someone to sell them coffee and donuts, probably after Ray had been up for two hours. And he still brought me donuts, the saint.

I started my morning (post donuts) with a good chunk of the family at Waikiki beach. We thought Eamon would enjoy having the sea nip his toes. The sea was angry, apparently, and decided to eat his shorts instead. It was cold, and surprising, and WAAAAH. So... Eamon wasn't so into the whole ocean thing. Too bad we didn't get a shot of that. But Ray's mom did figure out his iphone, so we bring you these instead:

Back in the Snow Again

Aunt Laura also wanted to get Eamon out in the snow.

He liked it better.
But you just can't crawl in snow.
Can I have hot chocolate now?

Victory for Grandparents

Mom, Dad, the Grunzingers beat you to it.

He LOVES it. And we just can't wait until he can really run it. Oh, wait, yes we can.

Go Vikes

This picture makes me think of Brad, Ray's brother-in-law. It fits the punchline for his favorite joke. Which is wrong. So I'm going to stop thinking about that and go listen to my husband yell at Brett Favre.

Uncles and Aunts

I've been remiss since the baptism- I'm still collecting pictures, I promise. However, in the last couple of months Eamon has finally gotten to meet most of his close relatives (still working on Uncle Brad and the more extended families). A lot of the Baumgartner side was here early on (proximity helps).

Aunt Laura made it in for the baptism...

..as did Uncle Mike (and Uncle Steve and crew).

Crazy Uncle Steve (his choice of moniker) passed through on his way back to California. Eamon showed his appreciation by decorating his shirt. But they did have some fun.

And, of course, the other Uncle Steve and Aunt Missy hosted (and babysat!!) Eamon last weekend. And introduced him to less messy feeding. And dogs. (Not at the same time, although that might be a solution!)