We traveled with Peter and Judah to Natalie's brother's wedding last week.
We volunteered to take the boys so that Natalie could stretch her poor legs
out in the back of the van.  It was a lovely wedding, but some funny things
happened along the way.

Peter, on the drive down, kept saying, "I don't see Georgia, I just don't see
Georgia."  We kept assuring him that, indeed, we were headed to Georgia
and would be there soon.  When we finally got to the airbnb place that we
had booked, he got out of the car and said with great distress in his voice,
"This ISN'T Georgia!"

That was when we realized that Grandma Joan and Grandpa Peter's house is
Georgia in that boy's mind.  Of course it is.  Every time they get in the van
and head to Georgia they go straight to the Gagliardi's house.

Peter also told me several times while they were with us that, "I do not like
pertatoes Grandma."

Judah just said over and over, "Go, go, go, go, et's go!"

But, I have to tell a funny on myself also.  When we sat down at the reception, we
were across from Natalie's uncle and his girlfriend, whom we had never met.  They
were lovely people.  We were just getting acquainted when I reached for my cup of
water and took a large swig of Italian dressing instead.  The dressing was in the same
type of cup as the drinks.  My eyes popped wide open, and I quickly set down the
cup of dressing.  Mike (the uncle) out of embarrassment for me picked it up and placed
it in front of his girlfriend, Jennifer.  She obviously didn't want anything to do with it,
after I had taken a swig from it, so she just shoved it aside.  Then we all chuckled and
settled down to enjoy the rest of the evening.

Apparently Papa taught my brother a secret language that he failed to
teach me.  Maybe Becky remembers it...but I sure don't.  Chinese pig-latin
I know, but not this one.  I am not sure what he called it, but I will call it
One-Up.

The premise is that you take any homonym of a number (when it is used
naturally in a sentence) and you one-up it.

Example:  I went three the store five apples and milk.
So..."three" replaces the word "to" and "five" replaces "for".

Jennifer caught on quite quickly and said, "I've got it...we put eleven on the
roof."  To which Mike replied, "I did three."

No wonder others think us a tad bit odd.

This past week we had 16 of Papa's 19 great-grandies together in Fernnook.
It was wild, loud, and lots of fun.  Coach, the oldest, is 7, and the rest range
down from that to the 4 newest additions, all of which were added since April.

We birthday partied (Papa and Becky) and creeked.  We cooked and ate loads
of food (Stacey's Mexican Caviar was such a hit that it was called back for
an encore).  And we just hung out...and that was probably the best of all.

Above are some of the kids hanging out in the toy room.  Gracie and Opal
were also in the room, but were out of camera range.  These 8 oldest played
for a long time with legos and blocks.

We also all learned a new game that Coach taught us.  It is called Animal Tag,
and I am not sure anyone really understands it, not even Coach.  But it made
for a lot of running around and strange animal-like behavior on the part of
the kids (and adults).  One of my special skills was "camouflage".  It was pretty
cool, because whenever I got tired of running, I just threw out my arms and said,
"camouflage", and the person chasing me would turn and run the other way.
Pretty good defense for an old lady who isn't used to running.