Hmmm
Jeremiah is running around wearing ONE of Zeria's Sunday sandals. He looks silly!
Good morning,
It was a fantastically long, rushed good weekend.
But I want a weekend to recover from it. 
We had a family reunion this weekend. A BIG one.
In 1832 or some such number my Great-great-great Grandfather immigrated from Germany. He met and married his wife and they had 9 children. His wife died and he was left a widower. He then met a lady with 5 children and married her. They preceded to have 5 more children. I think. Its all kinda confusing. Anyhow I am descended from the last five children. There are two ladies in the extended family who have done bucko amounts of genealogy research. And they managed to trace the three brothers of those five children. And their descendants.
That was the reunion--the descendants of the brothers. Albert, Bill and Alfred. (Yup we're German *snicker*)
People came from Missouri, Colorado, etc. When I went I wasn't anticipating much. When I was younger this side of the family was umm...scarey. 9 German brothers (my dad's uncles) Who liked to out swear, out drink, and out party everybody. Kids were expected to come, but kids were expected to stay out of the way.
My dad loved it, my mom hated it. Us kiddos tolerated it.
With that in mind I planned on going Friday night like a good daughter to make my dad happy and then grocery shopping Saturday and heading home. My mom had invited us to spend the night in their trailer so we didn't have to make the long treck back and forth. Unexpectedly however my three girl cousins one of whom I hadn't seen since about second grade, the other I hadn't seen since the 8th grade were there. They live in Chicago, and the older of the two had lived with her dad.
The oldest came over and introduced herself and we instantly connected. We chatted the rest of the evening like we'd always known each other. It was interesting seeing life from her perspective. She is my dad's oldest sisters daughter. Her sister eventually came and joined us and we chatted until rudely interupted.
The rude interuption was me looking over to see that Jeremiah had climbed up on a plastic lawn chair. The mommy voice said. Jer's gonna fall if he stays on this.
He did.
7 stitches later, and 2 stereostrips. he's just fine. We were in the ER from 8:30 until 1:30 in the morning. Going to the ER on a Friday night is for the BIRDS. He's gonna have a dandy scar on his chin.
While in the waiting room he had recovered. We had put a band-aid over the "owie", but we knew he was still gonna need stitches. He ran around the ER like a mad-man and was quite happy. We kept wondering if we should just go, but the nurse assured us that yes he needed it fixed. So we stayed, and stayed, and stayed. I discussed with Rob I'd been thoroughly enjoying chatting with Cheryl and Cindy and asked if we could stay for the second day. He agreed we could and we rearranged plans accordingly.
We came home later Saturday afternoon, collapsed from our 1:30 in the morning stay and then had to get up for church the next day. After church I had to go back into town for grocery shopping and to enter some pictures and paintings in the Fair. Zeria and I entered photos, the kiddos all entered a painting.
Yesterday afternoon Rob spent the time removing our front deck roof. Its all gone. This is in preperation for starting over from the ground up. Oh he also built the steps on the back deck which we had to have before he could start tearing down the front. The new stairs are wonderful.
The kids had a blast playing with their second/third/ or whatever cousins, and came back exhausted. They also had fun because Grandma was in a spoiling mood and took the oldest five to Walmart and bought them each a new outfit. From HEAD to TOE. New shoes, pants, shirts, etc. I have a picture, but I'll have to find my camera first. Then they came home dressed up, and grandma put wild music on and they did a fashion show. *giggles*
It was a fabulous weekend, and now as I said...I need to recover. *snort*
