Tradition - Sharing the wedding cake

As you can see, this generation understands about treating each other with respect when it comes to giving the first bite of the wedding cake. There must be a very good reason for this tradition. Anyone want to speculate? Or tell us the real reason.

This is such a good picture of Kemp, Sonja, and Ron, that even though I have my eyes closed, I chose it to put on the blog.

Wedding Day in Burlington

It was a good day! Kemp and Sonja got married, and ready to set out on their big adventure. Sonja's house is piled high with boxes, ready for the big move, but there are many last minute details to take care of. I have a feeling that they are going to all falll into shape, with a moderate amount of push and pull from all members of the family who have his/her own things to complete - the common, every-day things that intrude on an occasion like this.

We could write a little story about all the details of the wedding day. Kemp and Ron went into Cody (about 32 miles away) for the cakes and the bouquets. Rings were safe in a charming little ring box, turned on the lathe by Uncle Bob. Sonja and I prepared fruit and took it to the church, where her family was setting up for the reception-dinner after the ceremony. And all this while, girls were getting gussied up for the event. Seth worked on his computer until the last minute, when he suddenly appeared in suit and tie. Everyone was in a pretty mellow mood - if either Sonja or Kemp were nervous, there wasn't time to exhibit it. The bishop was more nervous than either the bride or groom, but he managed to properly get things done. Sonja's sister Tamara sang a very fitting song before the ceremony, and Sonja's mother supplied the prelude music and accompaniment.

We wish the happy couple all the joy and love in their combined family that is possible. Thank goodness both of them are blessed with a unique sense of humor, and the patience of Job. They are seasoned in life's experiences, which will help them along their way.