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.