Just the eight of us, some serious mother/kid time, and I loved it.
(And Dave was kind and sweet enough to head back with the other girls…love that guy.)
These kids lured us with foot rubs into playing wiffle ball with them as the sun went down:
We set summer goals and headed to Dairy Queen as a reward.
The next day these four played doubles for hours. It was the greatest thing ever.
We also mixed in some mother/daughter teams as well.
Oh man, love that girl of mine and her cousins, and those sis-in-laws who are such great friends. So lucky to be related to them!