It's been a while since we've all been together, so some family pics were in order.
I'm hoping Jude grows up to be as tall as all his cousins. If only we were more athletic, we'd make a great basketball team.
Jude was obviously getting tired of all the pictures.
So it was time for the fun stuff. Here he is tattooing with Auntie Shari and Bailey. Jude kept looking at Auntie Shari and saying, "Mommy, she's the same".
Tattooing Gramma.
Then we flew some planes.
Crash landing into rocks. No survivors.
From planes to tractors to...
racing lawnmowers.
Jude wasn't fond of the exhaust coming off the lawnmower.
(It's the back-up lawnmower that probably hasn't seen in any action in over a year, so it was surprising it even started. The things Papas will do for their grandkids!)
Time for a drink after all that racing.
Every good party ends in eyeballs on your chin.
See, everybody's doing it.
Love it!
Great to see everyone again, and eat and eat and eat.
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