Missing a few loved ones, but most of us were there. Gathered at Grandmother and Granddaddy's on Thursday, here's the crew. Lynda is missing in this one - she's behind the camera. Allie is mia in this picture as well (I have no idea).


College Freshman took this one of us. Sad to see just how short I am beside these girls of mine. I always knew I would be the short one in the family.

The College Freshman was sporting the legwarmers I made for her way back here, so I made her pose for me. She really loves them and wears them - sometimes kids take things never intending for that to happen. But my girls are honest with me about that kind of thing, if they won't wear it - they tell me. She does want me to add some buttons to these.
There was no turkey on the menu, leaving the Softball Princess complaining as late as Sunday. Sorry honey - we will not make that mistake again. Speaking of her - she was excited last night - she made the varsity basketball team and may actually get some playing time. While basketball is not her sport of choice, she does enjoy it, and has decided to try and letter in three sports. She does want to play softball in college and that search will begin this summer with some weekend trips to various schools that she wants to consider.

MaggieGrace is working diligently on the cowboy quilt. Eight more blocks to go. Going to a stitch trunk show/Christmas open house thing tonight. I always come home from such things with so many more ideas that I can complete.
Tyler brought his girlfriend, Isabelle, to meet us all. To say that we were overwhelming to her was an understatement. We all interact in such a way that leaves people wondering who really goes with who. Tyler is Mr Rockstar's (John) oldest son. Hard to believe all these adults and almost adults are our kids.

The College Freshman was sporting the legwarmers I made for her way back here, so I made her pose for me. She really loves them and wears them - sometimes kids take things never intending for that to happen. But my girls are honest with me about that kind of thing, if they won't wear it - they tell me. She does want me to add some buttons to these.

Here she is with a Family member you have not met - this is Licorice (lick-ish). We live in the country, but we are close to the road. Don't feel sorry for the pen part - its a big pen so he has tons of room. Even if he gets out, though, most of the time he will only venture into the barn or shed. A stray we took in. Sweet dog with us - but unpredictable with others - hence the pen part - just not worth the risk and I certainly do not want him to get run over while we are gone.

MaggieGrace is working diligently on the cowboy quilt. Eight more blocks to go. Going to a stitch trunk show/Christmas open house thing tonight. I always come home from such things with so many more ideas that I can complete.

Also hard to believe that some 28 years ago, I was the overwhelmed one being introduced to Mama (Grandmother). My family was (and is) a lot different from this one - I had just lost my Dad that fall - Alan was home from the Navy - and the Man (now at my Address) just dropped me off into this group of people and disappeared with Alan. Awkward, bordering on terrified, is the only way to describe my feelings that day. But the Man also took me to see Mama Norvan (his Grandmother) first, and since I passed her inspection (interrogation), I was immediately welcomed into the open arms of this loud, loving, faith filled, wonderful group of people. Many years of growth, prayer, challenges and changes later, they (we) are just as loving, faith-filled, and funny as they were then (maybe even more so).
Hope this finds all of you having a wonderful day.
2 comments:
It looks like the most excellent Thanskgiving adventure.
Teresa, thanks for the blogspot concerning Thanksgiving Reed Creek Style. Herbert & I were so very happy to spend time with our dear precious family. And this is what we both wish for in the future. Just family times of fellowship. This will make "Precious Memories" that last forever.THANKS TO EACH ONE OF YOU. Love, H & A.
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