my cousin M with Yaya:

M's good boys:

R & Yaya:

me with R's cuddly baby, Ross:

R's handsome redhead, Blake:


thankfully, there were enough babies for everyone to have a turn:


my cousin's wife, K, and her adorable twins:

their oldest daughter, sweet Alyssa:

my sister-in-law is pretty.

and here's Morgan... she was fun, crazy energetic, semi-wild, in love with Mama Mia, and I couldn't get enough of her.



Lulu, look at this pecan!

I'm skeptical of what you wish to do with my pecan.

Mama & Yaya on the swing:

Yaya's fur... which I did NOT bring home with me:

my cousin and her husband, and my dear auntie:
and, of course, the Texas sky.
it's hard that Christmas most likely won't ever be in that house again. I grieve with my grandparents their loss of freedom, the frustrations of growing older and having your health decline. but they're enjoying the care center - the staff there treat them so well - and we're all being brought together in new and different ways because of this and having to grow into different roles. Though we all have our own lives and families, there's a lot of love between us and times together are becoming more precious, I think. I'm blessed to still have all of my grandparents with me... so really, there's much to be thankful for.
-m.y.



2 comments:
You look great in the fur! You totally should have brought that home.
I agree, the fur is retro chic and funky.
Granparents are so precious. I'm glad you had time to spend with them. Yaya looks like hoot.
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