There are five of them.
And they were all home for New Years.
They are a good bunch.
Hairy and boisterous.
Here are all of us.
The whole lot.
And the ladies.
And we are almost evenly matched boys to girls... because those boys voluntarily added a gaggle of females to their tribe through marriage or birth.
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The weekend was lovely.
A blur of kids playing together...
Sometimes they were quiet... other times, not so much.
I went about my merry way catching them all with my camera.
And getting heaps of gratitude for my efforts.
One of my nephews had a birthday and his mommy made him a darling train cake with 8 cars - one for each year.
Wish I knew what "wonderful" male wisdom was being shared here...
Or maybe I don't!
And of course there was a lot of eating.
This man was most often manning the kitchen.
He makes me smile extra when he cooks.
But a good amount of the time I was clucking over my baby-girl niece.
She has grown so much and is such a little dollykins and I can't help but think about how sweet my own Bee was at that age.
Oh, Sweet little monkey-girl! How we all love you!
We "sisters" played a game of aggravation.
Which is kinda funny in itself... I am fortunate enough to have three sisters-in-law that are anything but aggravating to me!
They even let me win.
But then I already knew I was a winner...
I had him to kiss me as the clock signaled the beginning of a new year.
And I couldn't be luckier.
The Prairie Hen in NE