We had another "successful" reunion. I know to people that haven't been going to this reunion their whole lives, like I have, we probably seems a little...crazy...rough around the edges...or maybe even odd. But what I see is my Gramps' family, people who would do anything to help you(or anyone else for that matter) out, they give the best hugs, and they genuinely love seeing you.
It is a little more sad to go these days, you see, it is getting so that most of the originally brother and sisters have already gone home to heaven. So every year when this reunion rolls around it makes me miss them all just a little bit more. It is also a reminder for us to enjoy the time we have with our family and friends...you never now when it will be your last.
Apparently I didn't take any pictures on Saturday so all of these are from Sunday...
Miles was watching Carol like a hawk, i guess to make sure she was making his biscuits right. He asked her a ton of questions and she patiently answer each one...
As a general practice I just don't like morning people...but for these two I will make an exception...
Poor baby...5:30am(what time we had to be up to make it to the barn to help cook breakfast) is just too early to wake up for breakfast...
The Sunday Lunch crowd is always the biggest!
Stylish Ten...
This is what happens if you spend too much time around us...
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