I miss ’em so much already.
We really did have a great time with my sister and her kiddos.
Our kids are all so close in age… mine are (20 – but at summer school) 15, 11, 8, 6, 6, 4, 3 and 2. And hers are 14, 10, 7 and 4.
So, between them all, they had no problem finding things to do.
And, between them all, they had no problem getting ridiculously nutty.
Even a poor, unsuspecting crab was fodder for some tom-foolery.
Animal lovers fear not, no crabs were injured in the making of these pictures.
Dane, my sister’s oldest son, came home from China in 2006, just a few months after Sophie.
He was and is an incredible kid. Fell into their family seamlessly and continues to bless their socks off.
He and Dalton are the best of buddies. They share a love of Wii that runs very, very deep.
Zach, as the oldest child present, needed some chill time.
From what?!? you might be thinking. I know, me too. I could never get tired of a passel of small children. All carrying shovels and flinging sand.
He somehow managed to find a spot far, far away.
But we found him.
Me and my merry crew.
Something about the beach just puts everyone in a happier place.
And this day was no different.
In fact, we were all smiling a bit wider on this day, as a rain storm had moved in…
and moved out.
And took all the other beach-goers with it.
So we were left with a gorgeous beach, after a rain.
And not another soul in sight.
We liked having the ocean all to ourselves.
So, instead of packing up and leaving when dinner time approached,
we just dug in and stayed awhile.
The weather couldn’t have been more perfect.
Or the company.
Yes, she can jump that high.
And yes, his dimples are that cute in person.
Even from afar.
Even though it was just a year ago that our families were together, it seemed like it had been far too long.
So many changes have taken place in the last year.
Cole, home now for a year and a half, is doing great.
His heart condition? A non-issue.
His smile? Priceless.
This is about as close as he’d let me get, though. He’s crazy about his mama and has no need for over-the-top aunts. I can’t say that I blame him.
To everyone here who played a part in helping him come home, thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
God is good.