Can’t really call it a reunion- not really- cause most of the cousins see eachother on a pretty regular basis. In years past, it’s been a fishing trip and then a BBQ and Aunt Cathy & Uncle Dick’s house in Pt. Lookout. Here’s last year’s post: family bbq However, the last few years the fishing trip has really been more of a puking trip. Everyone has gotten so seasick each time, so this year the executive decision was made to change it to a softball game and BBQ. I think it worked out much better (but really, who am I to say since I never went on the boat). At least there was no puking! (at least none that I was aware of).

The weather cooperated for the most part, for a while. We just barely got thru dinner when the storm rolled in and we had to get inside. So there aren’t as many pictures as I’d like, but there are some. And the most important ones are of "Lil’s Sweet 16". Joe got t-shirts for the 16 grandchildren, each with their birth order # on the back. We had one stand-in (#5 Marilyn,but her daughter Angelina stood in) and one missing (#16 Kerry- she had to leave early), but it looked great nonetheless. What a bunch of clowns.

Beyrers and nuns on the same block. Without some kind of implosion or spontaneous nuclear blast? Truly, a miracle.

Couldn’t fit all the pictures on the main page, so if you’d like to see them all, check out the album on the left.

Yes? That’s cause my mother went to the beach. With us. Shocking, I know.

Well, it only took 10 years to get her there. We have invited and invited and invited her but the answer was always no. Finally, she agreed (with some argument of course) to come and we went on Monday for a while. And the first thing she says after sitting in her comfy chair, under her shady umbrella, reading her book and watching the boys play? "This is lovely. Why didn’t you invite me sooner?" Uh huh.

Ken wanted to know if she was beamed there by aliens.

We took a picture with the newspaper for date proof. I swear the picture is not photoshopped.

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Today was the day of the "jewish field trip" (as coined by Nelson). Visit as many doctors possible in one day. We did pretty well…pediatrician in the morning for Jack & Patrick, then eye doctor in the later morning also for Jack & Patrick. The boys did great at both and got a clean bill of health all around. Patrick’s turn to be taller than Jack this year (by 1/4 inch!) and they are both in the 80th %tile for height. Jack is still around 10 lbs heavier than Patrick. Eye exams were all good and they can still see! (although their sight seems to be fine, I think the dr. should have double checked their hearing cause they can’t seem to hear me most of the time.)

Then off to the denist in the afternoon for all three boys. Timmy’s first time at the dentist and it was great! He had a great time (not my kid) and loved the whole thing. The hygenist that sees the boys is just the most wonderful, sweet, calm, kind woman ever. She’s so reassuring and lovely. I had to give her a huge hug at the end- she’s just that good! Jack finally got a clear exam with no cavities, and Patrick had 2 cavities. He was less than pleased with that news. Back in September for some fillings!

So to wrap up the celebrations (well, at least until Connor, Spencer & Katie get here Thursday and we celebrate EVERYONES birthday) we went to El Mariachi for a delish mexican dinner, complete with sombreros and a mariachi band (and of course, a birthday wouldn’t be complete without some embarassment from "papi" Pancho.) And since John worked there way back when for a zillion years, we always get the best treatment.

All taken w the small camera, so cut me a break on picture quality, k?