My grandparents mean the world to me. I wish we saw them more often.
"If you are a dreamer come in. If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar. A hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyer. If you're a pretender come sit by my fire. For we have some flax golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in!" -Shel Silverstein
Friday, July 10, 2009
Family Reunion
A couple of weekends ago we went to Prosser, WA for a family reunion on my Mom's side of the family. We had a great time meeting new family and seeing others that we hadn't seen in a while. There were about 35 people that showed up for the reunion, the farthest coming from Oklahoma. We had a great time playing ladder ball, horse shoes, eating and drinking (a lot) and just enjoying each other's company. I'm determined to attend the reunions more often, rather than waiting 15 years.
The pies came and we were ready to dive in.
I love my Granny so much.
It's not too often that all three of us are together. I miss my brothers a lot.
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