. . . eighteen . . .
. . . that's how many people
were here for dinner tonight . . .
. . . that's everyone . . .
. . . all of us . . .
. . . included in the evening's goings on:
•grilling
•paninis
•home improvement
•a piano lesson
•christmas planning
•tales of an elk hunt
•and brownies
. . . here's what the big boys do . . .
. . . here's what the little boys do . . .
. . . drawing names for christmas . . .
. . . hayden drew halleigh's name . . .
. . . she just doesn't know it yet . . .
. . . back porch wreckage . . .
. . . remember how clean it was
just yesterday? . . .
. . . eighteen people
make big messes . . .
. . . eighteen people
make a lot of noise . . .
. . . eighteen people
make me happy . . .
4 comments:
What fun! Boys are always boys...LOL!
..."together is our favorite place to be"
p.s. that is about the number of people we had every night for dinner when I was growing up. And 7 siblings were BOYS!!! Don't know how my amazing mom did it....and with a smile on her face and a always making us laugh!
Sunday dinners are the highlight of my weeks. True story.
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