G.H. Weekend

This past weekend has been a bit of a whirlwind.  A fun whirlwind, but we are just now sitting and catching our collective breaths.  

Brandon's parents (Grand-Doug and Grammy) came to town Friday evening with Brandon's grandmother, Grandma Helen, and Brandon's uncle Charles.  Brandon, I and the kids spent Saturday morning up at the church at a youth leader training with an old friend of ours, (old as in we've known Mike for a while, not old as in old) and then we all headed over to Val and Izzy's afterwards to see everyone.  And I continued my apparent tradition of not taking pictures of anyone with the new baby.  In fact, I did not get pictures of anyone other than the kids.  Why do I do this?  Despite the photographic evidence to the contrary, 8 adults were in attendance Saturday, also.  The boys had a great time playing with Joel and pushing each other's buttons, and Harper spent the day being precious and not looking at Mommy's camera. 

We finished out the weekend with a sermon from the hottest youth minister I knowthis morning and lunch at Luby's afterwards.  I have not eaten at Luby's in maybe 10 years, and they have gotten a lot prouder of their food since then.  (But Brandon really enjoyed his $4 piece of key lime pie).

My brother John, Brandy, and Zane are on their way to my house now to meet baby Harper for the first time, and to take advantage of Swine Flu Hysteria '09 and Brandy's school closing for the week.  I promise to at least attempt to take pictures of grown ups this time.  At least if I don't, I know John will take about 300.

Here's was our best attempt at a cousin picture this yesterday:

Do you know what's harder than taking a picture of 2 boys and an infant?

Taking a picture of 3 boys and an infant.

Aidan was slightly uncooperative for picture time:

Have a great week!