My mom grew up with eight brothers and sisters. My dad is the youngest of six.
You can imagine how large our family gets after that.
My sister, her husband, and three of my cousins (and their families) are in Chicago right now visiting one of my uncles. Know that there will be lots of loud talking, laughing, picture-taking, and eating.
We spent a week at the beach with Bill's sister and her family, PaPa, and NeNe - and it was fantastic. My mom and sister were able to come for a couple of days at the end of the week, and that was an added treat. The girls enjoy spending time with their cousins, and they love love LOVE to swim.
It seems that craftiness runs in my both my sisters' blood because Jennifer (my SIL) had crafts for them
We headed to the beach yesterday afternoon to baptize four of our brothers. On our way to the water, Isabella and I had a fantastic conversation:
GRACE What's Pastor Bob going to do at the beach?
No, he's not dipping Jesus.
ISABELLA Dipping the people.
Why is he dipping our friends?
ISABELLA Because they love Jesus!
After the baptism, the girls insisted on going into the water. Isabella tried to argue that she didn't need to wear clothes while she played. I convinced her otherwise. Instead, she rode home from the beach sans clothing.