The clan convened at Marie’s house for Thanksgiving this year. The Day included 4 generations (from my mother down to my grandchildren, and a couple of grand-dogs). The day after, while David went hunting with Kevin, we took the girls to the park. The sky was gray, but the faces were shiny and happy to be playing outdoors.
Once again, I'm not at Cousin Camp. But, I can enjoy the pictures. There's a new kid in town this year: Luke is probably not sure what's going on, but he seems to be taking it in stride.