Saturday, February 26, 2011


She said that there was no way. She said it lots, over and over again. There was no possibility that she was going to be one of "those girls"(as we refer to them) who falls for the single church intern. Everybody expected it, but she didn't. Scott served in the children's ministry. "Erika," Courtney would say, "I don't know if I can handle a relationship right now."

Two weeks later, we hop into her car for a girl day (shopping...most likely). We chat. Then, she casually brings up how she saw Scott serving in church the other week. After a sentence or two, we moved on to another topic. This trend continued every time we drove together. Each week, it was something more about Scott.

He asked her to coffee. She liked him, a lot. He swore they were officially dating. Courtney thought otherwise...come on, it wasn't on Facebook, yet. They made quick work of that confusion and starting the officialness.

In January, on a cold day in Michigan, while visiting his family, they strolled down by a river bank. She was in flats, and her feet were cold. But, she was with him, and that was all that mattered. He said that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. Then, he kneeled. She squealed. And, said yes.

I l-o-v-e love.
We call him Scott, Scotch, Scottums, Scotty, and Frank.

We skipped over to an art gallery. Scott and Courtney got fancy.

My sister has the most gorge blue eyes.
Looking at art. Being cultured, you know?

Kids in a candy store, I tell you.
They make each other happy. I think that's obvious.

This picture makes my heart melt.

Dear Sister and Soon-to-be Brother, thank you for letting me document your beautiful love. My heart is about ready explode in anticipation of the big day in April. Buckets of love.


  1. You're amazing, Erika Blake! Love ya!

  2. Hey that's the LaLa Gallery! I love those monsters and I love the fact that you can see them in the picture. :)

    Also, I love your pics and this blog entry made me cry. You have a way of doing that. Stop.