Jordan survived the wedding, as did Ellie and I. The first plan was for us to sit with her until the end of the wedding then take her for photos at the church. As her health improved, the plan changed. We were then supposed to take to the church then the reception for photos. It worked out fine. We got there a few minutes before the ceremony ended, waited in the lobby, and handed off Jordan to Trey and Rebecca. The picture taking lasted about 30 minutes, Jordan was patient and we were soon on our way to the Belo Mansion for the reception. Managed to work my way down the racetrack known as the Central Expressway, arrived without incident even though Jordan was screaming all they way because Rebecca was trying to get her to swallow Tylenol.

Jordan had a blast. I was surprised that a 16 month could party so hard. She was out on the dance floor with the best of them. And, in my opinion, doing about as well as some of the adults. Grandparents are never prejudiced about anything, of course.

We left the reception around 9 p.m., got back to the house around 9:25, and Jordan was in bed by 9:45. Trey and Rebecca came in around midnight. I hope Jordan had a restful night.