Can we say Belated?

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Back in August we had some special visitors come. Ed, Vicky, and Tata. The time went way too fast (it always does when we have loved ones come) and we had a great time with them here. SO sad that I am just now posting about their stay...

We went up to Crater Lake. I had only been once before and that was in the winter time. The lake did not disappoint. Here are Vicky and Ed. And Crater Lake.
It was super windy up here. And a little chilly. I was all, "COME ON! IT'S AUGUST. FOR THE SAKE OF PETE, WARM UP!" Well, maybe not really. But I haven't used all caps in a while and it just feels really good to do that sometimes.

This was as good as our family pic was going to get. For some reason, Laynee just will not cooperate. And Hunter? I won't even go there.

Ed's shirt makes me want to ask if anyone's taken their bikes off any SWEet jumps lately. Anyone?

I don't even know if the day will come when all of us are able to take what the world considers a normal picture, but let me tell you this; normal for us is waay-hay-hay not normal for anyone else.

See what I mean? I asked her to show me her dirty face. Love this.

She made little piles of dirt all along the walkway. I think it's so she can find her way back. Also, I cannot get her to wear anything but dresses. Ever.

Here she is walking like a penguin. Da-da feet. Or Happy Feet to those who don't speak Elayna.


I yub him.





See how pretty Vicky is? She's my mom-in-love's little sis. And Tata. I'm so happy he got to come and see where we live.


I must be really hormonal right now, because this picture just made me burst into tears. Wah, wah, sniffle, snort.

This one too.



Michael took this shot. He didn't mess with it at all. This is just how blue Crater Lake really is. Amazing, right?




Just before they left, we went to dinner at our favorite restaurant.

Things I love about this picture:
Corrine's pose.

Laynee's arm.

Michael's biceps.

Hunter and Tata's embrace.

Ed.

And the fact that Vicky is smaffing. (That's a mix between a smile and a laugh.)

Our family is unique in that we don't change our table manners just because we're at a fancy restaurant.



And I just threw this one in there because I loved it too much not to.

You know how they say that animals have a sixth sense about people?

Our little Olive loved to snuggle up with Tata. She stayed there forever and I think he loved it, too. Maybe she was channeling a little bit of Nani right about then.


Is he really that big? He can't be 10 can he? STOP GROWING RIGHT NOW.


One of my favorites.

A perfect one to end with.

Thanks for the visit Ed, Vicky and Tata. We loved being able to show you a bit of our world. We love you to pieces.

Comments

Danielle said…
I loved EVERYTHING about this post. I love all of the not-normal pictures and absolutely loved the one of the three guys looking off into the far distance...and seriously, I thought that one of the trees was of the sky behind them but it's the lake! Whooooaaaaa. I love your mood when you wrote this post. I can tell that you are SO there right now. And forever is a long time.

gater

See you later alli gater.

That was so lame.
October 9, 2009 at 10:56 PM
Tamara with a "T" said…
I hate that Danielle comments on every post the second you post it because she usually writes what I would write so i have to try to make mine different but we're really not all that different. Really. So it makes my life really really hard. I LOVED this post so much Em! It made me happy to see that Tata, Vicky, and Ed got to finally see your paradise...all the pictures are SO beautiful and FUNNY. Seriously...you guys are NOT normal by any means...but you're normal to me. I want to go to Crater Lake. I love Laynee's dresses and her dirty face. I want to kiss it.
October 10, 2009 at 9:37 AM
Vicky said…
I LOVE IT!! What a gift it was to spend time with you in that beautiful place, it was way too short but... but you are right, it always is! Michael got some amazing pictures, and that last one I love it love it! LOVE YOU GUYS and if you are not normal, I don't like normal anyway..did that make sense? anyway, thanks for the incredible memories <3
October 15, 2009 at 1:02 AM
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