APRIL 15, 2012–DAY SIX
A day set aside for worshiping the LORD–even in sorrow.
I snapped this photo at Jo’s place after the funeral. It made me think of rebirth, new life.
After meeting/church/sleeping in, the family all congregated at The Hunni’s brother’s place. I think everyone just had the desire to stay together as much as possible. With seven siblings living all over the place, it isn’t easy to all get together.
This is my brother-in-law Andy and his wife Jennie. They have two of the cutest kiddos.
Here is their oldest boy, and. . .
Here is their baby. Just about perfect if you ask me!!
Here is another brother. Dave lives in Texas, so we don’t get to see them as often as we would like.
This is his wife Teresa. She is all Texas and has that honey-ed drawl. They have two teenage boys that say, “Yes, sir” and “No, ma’am.” I wish my kiddos said that to me. Instead, I get “?WHAT???” or “Huh?”
This is their oldest boy Jacob. Unless you are Teresa, and then it is Jay-a-cub. Now I have seen these two nephews of mine eat, and I pity their parent’s grocery bill.
This is The Hunni’s closest brother. Steve is a woman’s volleyball coach for Idaho State University or is it The University of Idaho. I never remember which. Here he is with his girlfriend. We hope we see more of her!!!! Like a lot more.
Here are two of The Hunni’s sisters–Jenny and Joanne. Apparently I missed the memo about wearing brown and turquoise paisley, as I was in blue.
The Hunni’s other sister arrived after I had sat down to eat. Now I take my eating seriously, especially when the food is seriously good. Therefore, I didn’t get any photos of her and her family. But stay tuned because tomorrow we are going out for breakfast with them. And it isn’t going to be just any breakfast, but breakfast at THE crepes place in Pike’s Place Market.
More cousin shots.
Here is Eloise holding her youngest cousin.
Here is Scout holding that same cute cousin.
And here is the rest of the story. This photo reveals that Eloise is quite grumpy for having her turn terminated.
At the end of the day, many members of the family had left–kids back to school, Daddies back to work, nephews back to the oil fields in North Dakota, etc. . .
But is was nice that we were all together.
For a little bit.
a tiny little bit.
“Won’t somebody PLEASE play baseball with me? Where did everybody go? Come back!”