The kids had a great time hanging with Cousin Conor, also known as Godfather Conor to Seamus. We watched Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
So while Grandma Ann was here for a visit I snaked her camera and uploaded some pics of some more cousins. That's right Uncle Steve, Cousin Abilgel and Cousin Catherine. This is because they NEVER EVER send pictures to the point that you start thinking they don't exist anymore like my cousin Bill. The best part - Steve does not facebook, or check email (or know what a groupon is) so I can talk smack all day long without him knowing. To start with this is the most he ever smiles in a picture. It is like he has a clown smile on the second one by his standards. These pictures are from his graduation with a masters from DUI (I can't remember what the acronym stands for but it is some defense thing or another - I was a Male War Bride with Cary Grant is a great explanation on how the military loves their acronyms).
Aunt Eszter joins the pic. Someone needs to tell Steve that his pants don't match his jacket before he is mistaken for a bellhop. |
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