Day 7, Part I: The wedding

Alas, the reason for the trip finally arrived. Deborah and David tied the knot at the Trading Post at Red Rocks Amphitheatre. It was a BEAUTIFUL location and a wonderful day for the wedding.

Mason killed in his tux. Never looked better -- looked like a million bucks, according to Dad-O -- and luckily we only paid $20 for the thing. Can you believe it? Grammy and Uncle Kirty helped the little one clean himself up before we headed out the door.


We were able to snap a few pictures before the ceremony, although Mason was far more interested in seeing the tractor in the parking lot and throwing rocks into the pond than sitting still for very long.

When the big moment arrived, Mason RACED up the aisle, quite literally. I guess he really wanted the car that I promised Dad-O was holding. He went so fast, in fact, that I didn't get my camera turned on in time to take a picture. He didn't exactly wait for the flower girl, who had a slight melt down at the back of the aisle, before toddling up halfway, dumping her whole basket of flowers in one spot and then finishing the length. All-in-all, though, I think they did pretty good for being three-months short of 2-years-old.

After the wedding, there was some waiting around for pictures and Mace did his best to look like the cool dude that he is.

Next up was the reception at The Fort restaurant. The food was delicious. The location was beautiful and it was just a good time kicking back with friends.

Mason and Ava were especially fond of the tee-pee in the courtyard (and the pea gravel on the ground...that $20 tux is pretty dirty...but, kids will be kids. That's why it's not worth spending more than $20 on a tux for a 1-year-old, right?)
And, from the looks of this picture, I think Ava was pretty fond of Mason...