Pictures taken July 25, 2009
We woke up in Idaho Falls and enjoyed a nice breakfast in the restaurant downstairs. We had a little extra time so we wandered around the path by the snake river again. It really was beautiful and we wish we could have spent more time there!

Pretty soon, it was time to head into
Rexburg for the wedding. We never printed off directions because we planned on following a couple of other cars into town. In the end, however, everyone headed out at their own time. We figured we would just hop onto I-15 and follow the signs. Anyone who knows Idaho immediately is aware of our mistake.
We were blissfully headed down I-15 when I decided to call my sister and find out where she was. One of us were at an exit in the 300's. The other was at an exit in the 100's. Only problem was that we shouldn't have been more than about 20 miles apart.
I was a little bit slow to catch on as she gasped, "Oh no, Jenny! Did you get on I-15."
"Oh Katy!" I responded. "I did! Are YOU on the wrong road?"
It seriously took a little bit of back and forth before I realized that she was telling me I was the one on the wrong road! At this point it looked like we would miss the wedding - which was pathetic since we had driven up from Salt Lake the night before just to attend!

In the end, we made it to the temple late, but not too late. We were able to be there for the wedding but only just barely because Andrew decided that he was smarter than the GPS system that wanted to send us 7 miles out of our way.

My cousin married a man from Scottland so we had tons of men running around wearing kilts. It was pretty awesome!

The temple was beautiful and it was fun hanging out on the grounds and visiting with various family members. After the luncheon we had some free time so we decided to go check out this museum. It ended up looking less than exciting, though, and we decided we could spend the same amount of money to go to a cheap movie. So, we did that instead. Night At the Museum 2 was pretty good.

We ran into one of the brothers of the bride on the way into the reception. Andrew was excited to get a picture with him wearing a kilt. He was especially jealous of the knife these Scottish men wear in their socks!

Andrew also wanted to get a picture with our genuine Scottish man of the day: the Groom. We had fun visiting at the reception and then headed home to our cute boys. We hadn't heard a word from them the whole time we were gone and assumed that meant they were having a great time with Grandma and Grandpa. Seems that we were right.
We had one more big adventure on the way home - but that's not ours to tell. Definitely a night to remember, though!
Andy and Joe were so funny about the knives in the socks thing. Must be a guy thing. I don't get it.
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