|(I told her to work the belly)|
My amazing cousin said she had a friend that catered the best chicken wings ever. I said we should all meet up and do some sealings and then have a big chicken wing party afterwards. So Shane went to town and made the whole thing happen. She also was involuntarily bitten by the genealogy bug and made some big strides with our Creek Indian line. One great grandpa had written "roasting ear time" as a birthday. For reals. I can only hope it was ears of corn.
Matt dove in as well and they were able to have enough names prepared for us to do a special session with all of the available Maidennames
We're a good looking bunch!
Afterwards we had a big 'ol party hosted generously by Cheryl and Scott. Wings, pizza, tamales, ice cream sundaes, squeeze- its, pretty much paradise. My cousin Julie was kind enough to recruit friends to babysit the tons of posterity with her while we were at the temple. So many sacrifices were made by so many to make it happen and it was a truly beautiful experience.