The 4th and the Reunion

This last week was certainly a full one.  I went to my moms and then to a family reunion.  Sorry I didn’t make the rounds to all the blogs.  I tried on Thursday to make the rounds for 52 Weeks but it took me 20 minutes to go to 5 blogs and then it locked up on me.   I’m trying to convince my mom to get a new computer!

It was so great to go to our family reunion.  My boys have been waiting and waiting to see Lineman’s Uncle Randy… or Farmer as he is usually called!  The caught sight of him and wouldn’t leave him alone. 

 

We went to the 100th anniversary for Laurel.  They had a parade, vendors, a band, and of course fireworks.  The parade went on and on and on!  It was a long parade for such a small town!  Thankfully Grampa was there to hold Little Man for a bit.

And when Grampa wasn’t holding him, that’s when Farmer would take over.  I don’t know if I’ve said it on here before but my Little Man loves being with the boys. 

One of the floats came by with water guns and Farmer and Little Man got hit with water.  As you can see Little Man wasn’t too fond of that, what a chance to snuggle up!

Another float came by throwing out popsicles.  Tons and tons of popsicles.  Jackpot!

Grampa got some popsicles too.  Little Man got some beads and my oldest son got a new hat (yes, all thrown from floats).  Talk about a crazy and fun parade!

Joy in my heart

Watching Lineman last night with the kids I was reminded again what family is all about. All of the boys, yes all four of them, were on the couch together. I felt like a fly on the wall, in a good way. Able to watch from a distance and take in the memories being made. It was nothing grand but it was time just spent together. They were on the couch reading a comic book. Laughing together. Being together. Then it turned into the common rough housing and tickling and wrestling. Ahhh, joy in my heart.

This morning the older boys put on some warm clothes and went searching for their sleds. Lineman went out and was pushing them down the coulees. Ahhhh, joy in my heart. I could watch them interact all day.

Golfing with Gramma

When my mom was here a few weeks ago we got a sitter for the Little Man and took the older boys with us to go golfing. When we arrived at the first golf course the four of us walked in to pay and the guy said no one under 8 could be out on the course. Talk about a major bummer. How old was Tiger Woods when he started golfing? We were very disappointed to be treated like that. Especially since it was a horribly windy and cold day and there was ... uh... NO ONE on the course. Oh well, moving on. We went to another golf course and my mom went in by herself and said we needed two golf carts because she had her grandsons with her. They never asked their ages and we never offered either. So off we went!!! As soon as we got away from the buildings we let each of the boys drive. WATCH OUT! These kids are crazy. You would think riding motorcycles would give them an edge to driving these... um.... yeah, not really. They were crazy, of course that is probably what they were trying to do.

You like their nice clothes? It was pretty cold and windy (it's always windy) so they boys are wearing our vests and coats.

I love seeing these three happy people!

Despite the wind and cold it was such a fun day, with fun kids and a fun loving Gramma.