Today, my cousins, Casey and Carrie, their kids Abram, Lucas and Drew came over to play, along with my Aunt Gail (Gigi) and my mom (Nana). We haven't gotten the kids together since Christmas and since Casey amd Drew were in from Atlanta, we decided to make a day of it. The kids had a ball, and they all played together really well.
This one of Abram was hilarious. We decided he had the makings of a triatholon (or is it triathelete?), except for the garden shovel... 2 out of 3's not bad.
Drew loved riding in the "fire fruck", as she calls it. Apparently blends ending in "r" are hard for her to pronounce. She calls her grandparents "Framma" and "Frampa" and herself "Frew".
We let the kids do a parade and Bobby the Big Dog led the way. Isn't it tradition that a parade always begins with a fire fruck and dog?
Uncle Andy (or Olgie, as Trace calls him) stopped by for lunch and quickly became the entertainer and babysitter. The women all gathered in the kitchen and chatted while Uncle Olgie tended to the wilduns... we figured it was good practice for him!
I probably delayed becoming an aunt for an extra 5 years in just one short afternoon. I think he was quite ready to return to work.
No matter how many toys we had scattered among the floor, the boys always seemed to congregate in the pantry. They had a ball playing in Ginger's food and reorganizing the many juice bottles, paper towels, and coke cans on the floor. Hey... at that point, whatever keeps them entertained!
Here is baby Lucas, who amazingly slept through the entire thing. The noise level at times was deafening, but this precious baby peacefully slept in our arms (he got passed around a lot).
Can't you tell he's a second child? There was no muting the TV, taking the phone off the hook, or covering the doorbell with tape... he slept through numerous duck and turkey calls, whistles, toddlers shrilling with delight, and a parade! Sweet, sweet boy!
We had so much fun guys... can't wait to do it again! Love you all!
’tis the season SATURDAY {11.16.24}
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