My favorite thing about July is the Annual Yoder Family Get-Together (“Get-Together” is country hick for “Reunion”). I won’t write much, because 1.) the pictures speak for themselves and 2.) I wrote a ton last year, and things are pretty much the same, except all the kids grew another foot.
This is my cousin Brian’s (and his wife Christy’s) son, Preston (gorgeous, no?). I love this picture. And Gabe told me three times how good it was, so that made me happy, because I know nothing about photography. Sadly, the corn that was head-high to adults last year was only head-high to 2-year-olds this year (flooding made for late planting).
This is me with my beautiful grandma and mama. Grandma and Mom are the best of friends, which is awesome because they’re not mom and daughter, but mom-in-law & daughter-in-law. When you have six boys and one girl, it’s important to learn how to get along with your daughters-in-law, and Grandma (as far as I can tell) has always done a stellar job.
This day is probably the highlight of Grandma’s year. Aunt Jeannie flies in from Arizona with her fam for three weeks and brings Grandma to Aunt Susie’s from her nursing home for a few hours during the reunion. She never quits smiling the whole time she’s there.
Here’s Ava (or Ay-Vay, as my 2yo niece, Isabelle, calls her) with my nephew Jack. She and Livi and Nina fight over Jack and Isabelle (my sister Bethany’s kiddos) like nuts. Bethany really needs to have some more kids. And quick.
This is my cousin Camy, kissing Grandma before she heads back “home.” It’s always tough to see her go, because I can’t help but wonder if it’ll be the last get-together she comes to. Here’s praying she makes it to 10 more.
Was it my imagination, or did I say I wasn’t going to write much on this post? Hmm. I can’t seem to help myself.
A handful of us brave adults took a slew of kids down the hill to my Grandma and Grandpa’s farm (Grandpa passed away in 2005, and my Uncle Tim runs the farm and rents out the house) for some country fun.
They ran across huge hay bales, carried around some poor kittens, stepped in calf manure and splattered it all over their sweet pink clothes (that would be Nina), and fed a couple calves. Totally took me back to my childhood, and I love seeing it all through my kiddos’ eyes.
This is my cousin Sara’s daughter, Beth, and Nina feeding a little guy (with my cousin Michael’s friend Tony holding the bucket–he was such a good sport). I love baby animals.
Tony also graciously took this big ol’ family picture for us. This isn’t even half of my grandma’s descendants. She has 7 kids, 26 grandkids, and who knows how many great-grandkids (like 400 or something).
And, last but not least, this sweet shot Gabe took of my grandparents’ farm. It’s such a special place to me, and I have a million memories of it stored up and treasured in my heart.
Thanks for letting me share my family with you. I’d love to hear one of your most favorite childhood memories of visiting your grandparents.