Well, they did it:

But before I even tell you about that, here’s where the wedding was held:

THE SNOW CASTLE!

That’s right — a big ol’ building made out of ice and snow.

Here’s the doorway in that my mom RAILED her head on (on the way out, too… you think she’d have figured out how to duck through the 5′ doorways by then):

Once you go inside, you notice the fabulous ice windows of varying sizes (my favourite part):

And of course, the Snow King:

Here’s the view from the roof:

The Snow King has his own flag, of course:

Actually, I should show you what the REAL Snow King looks like:

(He insisted that only mutual photos are allowed.)

When Sean and Carey asked him if they could get married there, he didn’t just say yes, he built them a special Snow Chapel (from various vantage points)…

The front:

The back viewing arch:

The front roof:

And the flowers:

It was actually quite lovely. There’s no other way to say it. Cold, but lovely. And not that cold, since there was a warm air vent blowing in once we got inside the little chapel.

Now that you’ve seen the venue, here are the people.

The wee Scottish pastor who did the ceremony…

The gorgeous bride, Carey, making her entrance (she remembered to duck)…

My brother, Sean, awaiting his bride..

Those wacky kids doing their vows…

My mom and my brother:

Meg and Sean (pre-hitching):

Meg and Mom:

Meg and Dad:

Now I have to go gussy up for the reception, but I’ll post more pictures and tell tales later.

But I’ll end the post the same way the ceremony did:

Stay warm!