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.
I remember when Ginny was born! So crazy she's now a missionary. I always think of her as baby Ginny. Baby, no more. So awesome and happy for you, Caroline, that you get to have yet another missionary sibling!
ReplyDeleteI loved seeing all these pictures! Thanks for sharing! I know my parents were sad when they found out they were going to be in Hawaii the weekend of Ginny's farewell. They had planned a trip for their 35th wedding anniversary.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure Ginny will be awesome!