Last Thursday was the 4th of July.  Sylvia and I participated in what has become a family tradition.  We gathered with other family members at her sister Karen’s house.  Her brother and father drove over to meet up with us and the four of us drove the two hours north.

Karen’s sons and their families were there.  She enjoyed being with her grandsons.  Both sides of this family were there in force.  I won’t bore you with details.  But there are a couple of picture you might like.

The boys with Grandma

The boys were the center of attention.  We all enjoyed it.  We also had a great dinner.  Did I mention that we all enjoyed it?

The boys with great grandpa. I think they prefer grandma.

Fortunately, the weather was not as hot as it was last year.  So we were able to enjoy the fresh air on the large deck.  Good people.  Good food.  Good conversation.  All too soon it was time to head back home.

Someone asked me if this would end up on this blog.  I said, “Probably not.”  But, as you can see, I was wrong again.