Pennsylvania Vacation

The joy of family is . . .

a hug from Dad (there's nothing like it)

pillow talk with Mom (pretty sure we had a lot to catch up on after 8 months)

a walk with my brothers (well, I was basically running because their legs are so stinkin' long now)

catching up with the cousins (I have a really cool 11-year-old cousin. I like her)

shopping with sisters (can anyone say silly bands?)

playing cards with my grandpa (very and meeting his 'lady friend' (she was very sweet)

a hug from Dad (hey, I have to stock up when I get the opportunity)

watching my brothers spend enormous amounts of money on chocolate (ok. I spent some money too. But the whole place smelled like chocolate! I swear, it is impossible to resist)

listening to my siblings scream . . . as they ride rollercoasters (haha. scared you, didn't I?)

sleeping on a couch (okay, that wasn't really a joy, but I went willingly)

laughing at stories of the antics my dad and his brother pulled off as kids (I wish I could record some of those tales)

laughing because my dad is laughing so hard at said stories of days past (my uncle and my dad have the same laugh too...it's hysterical)

knowing that they love you (and I love them back)

Can't wait till Christmas, so I can see them all again :)