Ever since I was a little girl we would go to my Grandma and Grandpa Hughes' house for Memorial Day. All relatives on that side of the family would come if at all possible. There was always some sort of a BBQ and playing with the cousins. Sometimes we would hike up the mountain to "Hell Hole". It was a strenuous hike to a beautiful waterfall in the mountains above my grandparents house. We would plays games of ball or just sit around and visit.
We would always end the day by going up to the cemetery to put flowers on my Uncle Tim's grave. As the years have flown by more and more family members have passed away including my Grandpa Howard. But at the cemetery it is a time we can reminisce and talk about the great heritage from whence we came.
This year once again we made the trip to Farmington to spend the day with the family. Although things have changed (we are all older now and there is a whole new generation of kids) the feelings of love and strong bonds are still the same.
My kids had great fun playing with their cousins on a beautiful spring day. We enjoyed pizza and cake (for my mom's birthday), played baseball, and caught up with everyone. It was a nice day. I am lucky to have a grandma still here. She is an amazing lady and has raised a wonderful family.
Uncle Matt gave Ryan some pointers on his pitching. They helped alot because the next game Ryan did phenominal.
Sisterly love. Amber and I got in a cake fight. I actually got it much worse than the picture shows. My hair in the back was totally matted down with frosting. My kids got a great kick out of mom having a cake fight.
You are a cool Mom to have a cake fight. You're not all "wash your hands" and "quit yelling", you're also someone's sister. Good to show that side sometimes, don't you think? We get stuck in the all business role too often.
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