Pink Rooms & Sippy Cups

This weekend we traveled with pretty much my entire extended family to Prescott to celebrate my great grandmas 92nd birthday. I just love trips to see them. My family has so many memories up there in that same house that hasn't changed a bit. I love everything about it... all of the old photos, our toys that have been passed through all the grandkids, the fact that almost everything in the sitting room is pink (in the coolest way though, not overwhelming, my grandma must have had the IT house in her day). Not to mention that every time I'm there I can find at least 10 things I want to bring home with me, this time it was an old hardware storage unit that I'd love to turn into a coffee table. Another fun fact is that every great grandkid (beginning with Kristin) has a sippy cup that we used to always drink out of, even after we were well into our teen years. This year the youngest and newest great grandkid Luke was presented with his very own. It's amazing how sippy cups have changed throughout the years, his looks like a spaceship compared to our old school cups. I like that.

It meant SO much to me that Joel could come up with us and experience all of this. I couldn't be happier that he is joining our family, even though it's felt like he's been a part of it for a while now. There is something so traditional about us that I think we take for granted. As we all sat in the front room just chatting and laughing with every which way the conversation turned, I couldn't help but think how crazy it is that we have home videos of the exact same thing happening 18 19 20 years ago, only me & Mel were the ones crawling all around the floor while the "adults" talked about boring stuff. I sat there watching my fiance take a nap on the couch with his hat over his head, just like my dad had done an hour before, and just felt so lucky to have this family. One that through thick & thin no matter what can still all get together to celebrate the life that the Lord gave us, the abundant life he promises.

I know grandma never really understood everything that was going on, but I know it warmed her heart that we were all there, together. Plus my favorite part of the day was when Great Grandpa asked Joel if he was "trying to sneak his way into this family". That leads me to believe that he knows how blessed we are.

God is so good for giving us family and the blessings of continued generations.