This weekend we celebrated Mowmow's 83rd Birthday! Although, Mowmow wasn't too keen on the idea of a party at first....as soon as she saw her balloons and hot-pink-with-feathers-light-up crown she changed her tune.
What is the best part about turning 83 you might ask? Well, for one, you can wear your favorite house coat and slippers to your party and no one will say a word!
Look at that smile! I'd say she perked right up about being the center of attention.
We had cake and ice cream and she had her picture made with each family. Here's ours:
Mom, Mowmow (who is Mom's Mom), Dad, me, and little Brother.
He really loves when I call him little brother. He out grew me in, like, the 8th grade, so this is how I remind him who's boss.
And all of her favorite grandchildren were there!
This is Mowmow and her brother, Jean...we think he's 89. You have to watch this guy because you never know when you're going to come home one day and find him in your barn. He loves to go through old stuff and look for treasures.
There were 12 of these kids growing up!!!! Can you imagine!?!? These days, they'd have
We awoke last Friday in the WeeSma's of the morning to get ready and take G and her best friend to camp. We actually left our house at 4:45am (gasp!!!) to drop them off at the buses. They were so excited about camp that they never even looked back after registration. No last wave good-bye. No last glance over the shoulder as they were getting on the bus. Nada.
G has been looking forward to this camp since big sister got to go four years ago. It was just for a weekend, but these girls had the best time. They talked our ears off all the way home.
Once upon a time, when my dad was a little boy and quite possibly before my aunt was even born, my Grandfather bought my Little Grandmother a blue seersucker swim suit with pink flowers on it.
Little Grandmother had this treasure tucked away in her sewing room closet. When I was little, I would play dress up in this old fashioned swimsuit and Little Grandmother would adjust the straps so that it sorta fit. I loved it! Later on in life, probably on a day she decided to clean out her closet, Little Grandmother gave that swimsuit to me.
This little seersucker number hung in my closet at my parent's house throughout high school and college. Actually, it hung in there until just a few years ago when I packed it up for good when I moved in with Husband! Husband and I shared a closet at our old house, so I didn't unpack the particular box with the swim suit in it until we moved into our new house. That's when I decided it was time....
Time to play dress up once again!
I tried on the swim suit for the first time as a grown up and it fit!!! (even though I'm a foot taller than Little Grandmother) So, I donned my floppy hat to bask in the sun in my back yard! ...Okay so actually I just wore the suit as a romper while our 4th of July guests were arriving...but more on that later.
PS--The care instructions read: Hand wash in cold water. Rinse in clear water. Hang dry in the shade. Do Not Press.
The thought of actually pressing a swim suit cracked me up!!!
Mom, you're responsible for making sure Little Grandmother sees these pictures. I think she'll get a good laugh!