The following images contain people woken up between 4 and 5 in the morning. There was no time for coffee (at least, not immediately), and no time for make-up (at all!). To get their permission to post the following photos, I promised to convey this information up front.
The limo picked up my brother and his girlfriend first, then my wife and I hopped in a half-hour later. At around 4:50 a.m., we quietly let ourselves into a house in which all the lights were still off. We crept down the hallway and stopped beside a door. Beyond the door came harmonious snoring. They were still asleep. Success!
We knocked once. They stirred. The four of us blew hard into our noisemakers. Then we instructed, "Get up! Put on your pjs...you're being kidnapped!"
Yesterday was my dad's final day as a workingman, but today was not going to be his first day to sleep in (not that he would have anyway). And he was a good sport, getting into the limo without too many questions.
Knowing they wouldn't get a chance to brush their teeth, we had a tin of BreathSavers waiting. Wasn't that sweet of us?
First stop: Denny's (it was either that or a donut shop). Since I promised not to post any photos classified as Too Embarrassing, here's a shot to at least prove we were there.
Then we were chauffeured to the beach and walked to the end of the pier and back. While it was just a wee-bit chilly, we were still having fun and bundled up close together for this pier group shot.
Get it? Pier group? Peer group?
Ahem. Moving on...
(JoanMarie, me, Mom, Dad, Nate, Sarah)
On our next stop, we just happened to find some strong coffee to get us through the rest of the day. That guy on the left really seemed to like my duckie pajamas. But can you blame him?
It was a great morning, celebrating a wonderful milestone.
We're proud of ya!