Here are some pictures from the weekend:
Ginny showed us her mission clothes (and Audrey showed us her best babushka impression ;)).
Henry was happy despite being sick and Addy apparently was exhausted by all the clothes (actually she was upset at me for not letting her use my camera. I was the mean aunt.)
Dad was able to show me some more pointers on DSLR cameras.
Aaron and I got to sleep in the newly finished back bedroom (I love all gray and yellow my mom did). The gang played scrabble and Chelsea crushed the boys
Sunday pictures: the family before church, pictures with the future missionary afterwards, soup for a family lunch and an open house full of lovely people.
And a reenactment of this lovely picture from Blair's wedding. The conversation then went something like:
Me: "Ginny, hold my hand. It'll be artsy."
Ginny: "No, it'll be awkward."
Now four years later, I think Ginny still feels the same way about holding hands with me.
Oh I'll miss this girl come Wednesday.