Before Grams and PawPaw could change their minds, we dropped off the three big kids and sped off to Detroit, where we hopped a plane to Denver.
Bea was stowed for a little while, but we grabbed her before we left the airport.
We've never been to Colorado before, but the mountains west of Denver are spectacular.
Just beautiful.
Not to rub it in, but this was the view from our room at the bed and breakfast.
I swear we ween't out there just for fun. There was business to be done- like getting these two hitched. Elizabeth (known affectionately as Queen to the Turners) was the Maid of Honor in our wedding and we were very excited to be a part of her wedding to Matt.
And we were very, very excited that everything was going to happen on this little piece of paradise high up in the mountains.
Seriously, how's about this grassy meadow as the perfect spot for a wedding?
Because no Stamberget woman gets married without a weekend of festivities, the first night started off with a rehearsal dinner and a talent show. (I got these pictures from the photographer's blog.) Bea is featured prominently in many of the photos because she was passed around to everyone all weekend. There's a benefit of being the only baby at a wedding.
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I don't want to say that we won the rehearsal dinner talent show, but we did put on a pretty romantic mandolin version of "Islands in the Stream" that brought the house down.
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