Famo. Part one.

Last Friday (as in last, last. yes, yes, I'm up to date. always) I was talking to my Dad on the phone. He mentioned how he was going to have the house all to himself that weekend. I thought that was strange, but really, most my siblings are fairly transient anyway, so I blew it off.

Then, Chris and I tucked our cherubs into bed, and decided to not do the dishes. If you know Chris, that's huge. Instead, we got naked (just seeing if you're paying attention... no one really reads about family posts, right?). Wait. That didn't happen.

Someone knocked on our door. Honestly, my first thought was, "What? No one knows us!" HA! Just kidding.... maybe. But seriously. Or not.

Moving on.

And then Chris yells upstairs, "Hey, Jacob ran away from home." I instantly knew that my suspicions were correct! The transient children of Utah were here!! I ran downstairs and blew off Jacobs attempt to make us believe he was by himself, and that he actually ran away from home, and gave him a big bear hug. Then, I looked outside to see who he was with.

Low and behold, one by one, EACH AND EVERY SIBLING (ok... minus 4ish) materialized from around the corner. It was like a magic trick, where the magician pulls the scarfs out of his mouth and they keep coming, and coming, and coming.

I was stupefied!! One human would have been great. Two, even better. But they packed up their car with 6 of my favorite people.

And Chris was embarrassed he didn't get the dishes done. Naturally.

And I was just glad we had our clothes on. Naturally.

We missed you Doug, Nate, Sam, and Whit.