it was hard getting up on saturday morning to pack the truck up again. it was even harder to get the kids in the car while they were complaining about driving for another 3 hours. somehow we got it done.
every year my mom's family hosts a family reunion. most of the time we do it in san diego because the majority of the people can make it. we meet up at the same spot, grill burgers and hot dogs, play some volleyball and take family photos.
this is family that i spent a lot of time with growing up. the cousin on the left is the one who gave me and b our "b" names. the cousin on the right is the cutest thing you will ever meet.
pigment for a little
thanks for coming along on our crazy adventure.