(I mean that in a good way.)
My sister and parents came down yesterday. It was super fun. Katie and I got to sing our Cinco de Mayo song - on actual Cinco de Mayo.
Kate and I were able to hang out all day, then we went to dinner at Chili's with the parentals. (I know, it's not Mexican, but we did go through two bowls of chips and salsa, so I feel like we paid appropriate homage.)
Here's a fun pic of my sister and me for your ocular enjoyment:
After dinner, I took Kate and Mom to Jester'Z. (We all know that I love that place!) Mom was laughing so hard that I thought she might fall off her chair. ... I'd consider that a successful night of entertaining my mother.
This morning, we headed over to Kirkey Turkey's. They blessed Baby Monson today, and it was an Evans Family Festival of Good Times. (All you can eat donuts, bagels & cream cheese and fruit salad galore back at Kirk & Mar's after church.) Ty did yoga and headstand poses with the little boys. I got to hold my new nephew to my heart's content. Kirk and I giggled like little kids. (I wish I had pics of all - or even some - of this, but I don't. I wasn't holding the camera and the pics haven't made the email rounds as yet.)
As Katie and I were leaving, Mary gifted me with this fabulous mug covered in pictures of my favorite little Evans kids.
How great is that mug? I freaking love it! ... I've said it before, and I'm sure that I'll say it again, but one of the serious (even if it is also one of the few) perks of having the cancer is the swag.
It was a fun weekend with family, full of laughs and good times (and bagels... lots and lots of bagels with varying flavors of cream cheese, depending on the time of day).
I love all of the people in my life, it is true, but I love my family most of all.
