This picture was taken last Thursday at my parents house. Swimming in the middle of October is unheard of in Buffalo, so I had to snap a pic...
Sammy, cruising around in his pizza t-shirt, handed down to him from his cousing Louie...
Sammy is always the first one to start eating and always the last to finish. This kid can EAT.
{The two littlest littles of the family, looking for some mischief.}
My parents have been having all of their grandkids over every Thursday for pizza for the past few years. Every week, we all descend upon their house, pretty much trash the place, eat all of their food and leave within a few hours. I know that sometimes my parents get a little overwhelmed by the chaos (even though they would never tell us), but I hope they always know how grateful we are for these weekly get togethers. Poppy and Sam have been able to develop such close relationships with their cousins, to the point where they are almost like siblings with them all. And I get to stay in the loop with the goings-on of my brothers and SIL's as well. And it means one less dinner I have to cook each week. :)
3 comments:
I love this tradition of yours... for all the reasons you outlined. What a special bunch of memories you will all have!
Such a great thing for the kids and the parents. I have been trying to do pizza nights for us here but it never fails that something pops up to spoil it. Swimming? That is insane!
What a wonderful weekly tradition! I'm a little jealous :) How fun it will be to so involved in each other's lives for years to come.
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