The Big Visit

MY siblings all came to MY house. All of them! (There are six... I have five brothers and one sister. And I'm the oldest, so I'm the boss.) And they were at. my. house. Seven years I've been married and living away, and I've never had my family at MY house. I loved having them here.

I also loved the fact that my new sweet little guy was present for this event (as we've been hoping for months) and he was, of course, the main attraction.






(Oh, and I loved the fact that I have a GREAT excuse to do nothing at all. I got to just soak it all up without having to do all the work of putting together a family gathering. My mom is awesome cuz she pretty much took care of it all.)

We made sure to fill the very short visit with lots of fun.




There was swashbuckling.







War wound showing...




Al fresco dining... (on MY porch! With MY new deck furniture! All my family, but minus Dad because he had to leave early to be back at work Monday, which we were very sad about.)




Baby gazing...





Baby snuggling...



Gymnastics...






Buggy riding...





Buggy driving...





Multi-tasking...



General cuteness...





Horse riding...






Fishing...





Little brothers with facial hair...






And of course more baby love.



Oh, and we took pictures. A LOT of pictures. Three photographers documenting this rare get-together makes for a lot of pictures. But it may not happen again for a looong time, so we knew we had to make the best of it.



(If you're interested in more of our reunion, as well as baby pics, check out my Mom's and brother's blogs: Pie in the Sky and Ten Million Pixels.)