Sunday was the last official day of the campout. And it proved to be a scorcher in terms of humidity and sunshine!
This was where we ate all of our meals when the whole clan was here.
Sunday morning and boys.
Sunday morning and girls.
Do you all notice a marked difference in the two pictures? Truth is, I told the boys to act crazy . . . they obeyed willingly.
Another sweet face . . . this is one of my great nieces.
The Troublesome Trio.
These three are stair step children . . . six weeks between each one.
Our noon meal together.
These pictures let you see quite a few of us – in case I have missed someone in these posts.
This dark-haired young man was ordained to the ministry on the evening of this Sunday. It was an incredibly special time to be there!
Arlin Beachy is Lowell’s first cousin and he is also married to my niece, Kayla. What makes it even more interesting is that I taught him in fifth grade . . . that makes me feel old!
After lunch, we had all had enough of the Indiana heat and humidity and piled into Dad’s house for stories and air conditioning!
I do believe Mom found out some things that happened in my brothers young lives . . . that she had not known for the past 30 some years.
Keith and Coryna Bucher.
Monday morning was cleanup time with the grandkids who were left. My sister, Coryna, who has eight kids of her own . . . did an excellent job at delegating areas of Grandma’s house to the kids who could help.
These two either did their job really fast . . . or decided to take a siesta half way through.
Grandma did her best to remain uninjured in all the commotion!
Once cleanup was accomplished, we left the kids with the men who were available and we ladies took Mom out to lunch!
This was one of the best parts of the entire trip right here. Lunch with my mom and sisters . . . with no nursing babies or diaper changes . . . has rarely happened in the last 10 years.
I came away realizing once again that I am blessed beyond measure!