Then there was the reception, of which neither of us remember much due to a doubled cocktail hour where the alcohol flowed heavy and Laura discovered ginger & rye. Oh boy. We ate delicious foods and danced to delicious tunes (Mike has flawless taste in tunes) and overall had a blast.
Most of our entertainment was watching Yuula take over the dance floor. She wasn't out there for long when she found a little "dance" partner.
The evening spilled out onto the patio where we caught up with old friends and met some new ones.
The dance floor started to fill up again when the live band started to play and Mike's father joined in on some Van Morrison jams.
Yuula had long been past her witching hour and Laura and I were approaching ours. To end the night we took turns holding the little sleeper in the hall while the other got in a little more party.
Great parties go too fast. I barely remember this one. Good thing we took at least a few photos.
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