And it feels that way too, with the rest of my family, from Vancouver, Indiana, New Mexico, Chicago, Houston, Kentucky, Washington DC, and even here in Austin. All of them descended for one weekend to celebrate my grandmother turning 90 and now that they have flocked back to their homes, I feel a little bit empty inside. It was an exhausting week, and sometimes frustrating and trying, but a good week nonetheless. I hope it doesn't take another several years before we all see each other again!
The Dillon Clan...all 42 of us spanning four generations!
(Technically, there are 45 within this unit, but three of them couldn't make it)
(Technically, there are 45 within this unit, but three of them couldn't make it)
My uncle John Martin and his mom, my grandmother
Everyone cooling off in the pool...my cousin Jeff and his wife Abby and their twins; my cousin Kent's son Ryan, my husband and my brother David
Maw Maw
My cousin Jenny and her niece Sophia. Both are adopted and both are loved to pieces by our family!
Abby and one of her twins
My uncle Hugh and his granddaughter Mia (also adopted)
Billa gets thrown in the air by her daddy
My cousin Kent's daughter Emily
My aunt Pat, uncle John Martin, and my dad
The Dave's: my brother and my cousin
Me and Katy
The birthday cake I made for my grandmother
I love this picture!
My grandmother and her children: Ann (oldest), Michael (youngest), David (#4), Pat (#2), John Martin (#3), and Becky (#5)
Happy 90th birthday, Maw Maw! We love you!
Love,
Kelly, Michael, & Sybilla
PS. Special thanks to my friend Anthony for so graciously being our photographer that evening. You really took a huge load off everyone's shoulders by agreeing to take pictures for us and let us just hang out. I owe you lots of cake, man!
What a wonderful wonderful thing!!! Love the photos ... and the one of grandma looking through the frame is wonderful!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd that cake is amazing! You should open a shop or something!!