This weekend G and I flew to DC to celebrate my grandparent's 50th wedding anniversary. Count those years because that's nothing short of a feat these days! It was a large family affair with all the grandchildren acting as the bridal party which was a blast because it had been several years since we were all reunited. My grandmother looked beautiful, my grandfather was adorable... and there was enough smooching going on between the two of them all night to more than show all of us that 50 years doesn't necessarily mean losing the passion. G served as photographer for the day and was also able to document that just because we grow older doesn't mean we always have to grow up.
*23 1/2 weeks baby love