Knight Reunion

For the most part, I grew up in the same town as my mother's side of the family. My great grandmother, my grandparents, my aunts and uncles, and my cousins from my mom's side were always so "geographically" close. Thus, it would stand to reason that many sweet memories would be made with them.

Yet, this is not necessairly the situation. While I was/am incredibly close to my Papa and Nana and admire and love them beyond words, when I think about "family" and how I hope my children come to know family, I think of my dad's side of the family.

Some of my dearest, fondest childhood memories are from our visits to my dad's small, East Texas hometown. In my mind, my visits there were always perfect...Grandaddy's store, the peach trees, the candy in the beer bags, the red dirt, my uncle's incredible breakfasts... It sometimes saddens me deeply that my younger siblings were not blessed with the same memories I cherish. And, I can't help but to wish there had been more...

This weekend's reunion was a reminder of so many things, but most if all, it reminded me of the importance of family...

To all of my family...much love...

The whole group in thirds...Yes, I am missing a third!
My daddy, his siblings (minus his brother), some cousins and his aunt.
Some of the next generation...I am hiding behind the 3 expecting mommies!

Boys will be boys...and play...even the older boys! :)

Such a short time together...

I am so stinkin' tired of the paci! The doctor SWEARS he will not take it to kindergarten...we will see! I think he will! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

A REALLY long day in the car!

And, a perfect sunset...