I’ve just barely managed to shush the weeds. For now.
As I was resizing all the pictures for this post, I was hoping to get the first two days worth of activities on here. However, I sort of went crazy with the camera. Just sort of.
So I will only be posting the first evening – Saturday evening when we arrived in Indiana.
Not all of Lowell’s siblings arrival was a surprise, only about 3 of the children who live farther away or were not already planning vacations were the ones who got to ride in the limousine. The rest were already there at Dad’s when we arrived.
As we all piled into the limousine (did I mention it was camouflage?) the excitement was high! However, the air conditioner was not running at all and we soon began to feel the effects of the heat. We sat in the limousine waiting for Dad and Mom to come out of the house and see the limo that had pulled up in their yard.
Around this point, we must have been making off-hand remarks about “dying in this heat”. (We sat there around 15 minutes) Wyatt, the sober one on the left, asked with a slightly-scared expression on his face: “Are we going to die in here?” We quickly assured him we would not.
Besides, that sure would have put a damper on the surprise.
*Some of Lowell’s siblings are missionaries overseas and so for security reasons, I will not mention their names on here.*
Our little family hopped out of the limo yelling “Happy Birthday!!!!!” Mom’s jaw dropped, Dad began exclaiming, and when Lowell went to hug his mother, she was pretty limp in his arms.
But then Lowell’s brother’s family hopped out and that was the final blow! Mom had to gracefully seat herself on the grass as grandkids came running up.
I do believe they were genuinely surprised and told us later that it’s a good thing we didn’t wait until they were 70 or they might have had a heart attack!
When I grow up, I want to be able to fall as gracefully as Mom did.
Usually I am fainting when I am falling and it is with a very ungraceful whomp!
Dad still trying to absorb the fact that all eight of his children were home. At once.
However, those eight had multiplied greatly as you can see from all the little munchkins around!
The whole crew of Grabers!
And now you must meet Lizard.
By the way, I did not come up with that name. Jeanie, Lowell’s sister, is the one who named him that! I heartily seconded the motion.
Like Mom said, “All class left this limo when it went from white to camo.” I agree.
However, I suppose lizards aren’t supposed to be classy anyway.
The entire gang went out for pizza. In Lizard of course. Pretty sure we completely overwhelmed the waitresses.
Grandma’s hammock seat was the best seat in the house. Or rather, out of the house.
All the babies loved to be rocked in it. Not to mention us parents . . .
I do believe we gave Dad and Mom Graber the surprise of their life!
Our kids are not used to fireflies and had so much fun trying to catch them!