Table 10

We went up to Lake Tahoe this weekend for the wedding of one of Steph's friends from college. We pretty much only see people in this group when someone gets married (I met them all attending a wedding, in fact, which was also the trip when Steph and I got engaged), which does not bode well for the future because there's only one more guy in the group who is still single, and it looks like his days may be numbered. We'll have to make more of an effort in the future, because the kids had a great time playing together.

And there are kids aplenty now. We made a name for ourselves as Table 10, The Fun Table, three or four weddings ago, but times have changed a bit. We were still the fun table of course, although we didn't employ quite as much lubrication as in days gone bye, and we didn't necessarily close the place down this time. I guess that's what happens when there are little people at home that will demand breakfast and playtime at the accustomed hour regardless of the previous night's festivities.

Speaking of the little people at home, this was a big weekend for us because it was our first time leaving Evan with a sitter he didn't know for any extended period of time. One of Steph's friends orgaized getting a nanny at their condo for the duration of the wedding and reception, which ended up being almost 8 hours. Steph was very nervous about leaving Evan for the evening, especially the possibility that he would pitch a fit when we walked away. Fortunately we forgot the full page of instructions she'd prepared at the hotel, and when it was time to go he was totally distracted by a box of big-kid toys (hard to say if he was more interested in the toys or the box, but the effect was the same). As it turns out the nanny usually watches a family of 5 kids, so keeping track of 4 little boys between the ages of 1 and 5 probably wasn't the hardest thing she's ever done. She even apparently took them all for a walk, which in Evan's case means carrying him the whole way or holding his hand and walking very slowly, but it evidently went very smoothly.

Unfortunately we have hardly any pictures of the whole weekend since we either left our camera in the car or in a pocket most of the time. Almost all of our photos are of us playing at the hotel kiddie pool one afternoon, which is kind of ironic since it wasn't really warm enough for swimming so we were only in the water for 5 minutes or so. When you follow a "bring camera but do not use" policy, though, your pictures aren't necessarily representative of your whole experience: