Stupid title, I know! All I could think of was that my momma used to always sing, “Home again, home again, jiggity jig. Home again, home again, jiggity jog.” I don’t know where it came from, but it stuck in my mind!

We’re home from our trip back to Arkansas for my Grandmother’s 90th birthday. We had a gynormous party at her church, then a fancy sit-down meal at her house for the family. Picture fine china, 13 children in a room at a table by themselves, and 19 adults who were nervous wrecks! Fortunately, the only thing broken was a chair that was probably 120 years old, and it just collapsed underneath one of the older cousins. If it hadn’t been so tragic, I would’ve laughed my tail end off!

My Handsome Man

Poor Carson in a Collared Shirt - (I actually had to buy him one!)
I’m only taller than him because I have on four inch heels!

My Grandmother Trying to Have a Conversation with William

Four Generations of Kittys (I’m the one standing like I’m ready to kick some boodie!)

Just a Few of the Kids’ Cousins

Princess Jia with a Pink Rosebud from One of the Cakes

Grandmother at the Family Party with ANOTHER CAKE!