The Newunion used to be called 'Christmas In July' because in order to buy our house from the family, we were "coerced" into promising to uphold the tradition that Gram had of hosting Christmas each year. IF, that is, you can 'coerce' the willing.
I happily conceded, promising a gathering but not at Christmas... hence, Christmas in July.
And now you know how behind I am at blogging pictures!
It has been a joy and a treasure to do this gathering- and something we look so forward to every year.
Especially seeing our out-of-town family who make the long trek up every year. It is a sweet time made even more sweet after months of isolation.
I have to post two group pictures because boys will be boys, even when they are men. Stop goofing off, Newman boys!
(Actually, I like these goofy grins best of all.)
It was 100 degrees, or thereabouts, on this day and the little girls had the right idea about getting cool.
Eat homemade ice cream in the pool!
So the Smo'Smo and I joined them.
1 comment:
Hurrah for family!
The thing that jumped out most in these pictures was how brown everyone is. My goodness, Newmans! Save some color for the pasty ones among us!
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