We took a trip to the Smoke Mountains in Tennessee in early June. We met with my entire family--brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews, and my parents. What a great week it was, though it was sandwiched by two vomiting children (one on the way down, one on the way back up) and peppered with a little bedbug incident in the middle. We truly enjoyed getting to spend time with our crazy clan. There were 18 of us, including 9 children, 7 of whom were 6 and under. Here are the youngest of the bunch-- Emerson and Campbell, both 2:
Dawn, Dailyn, Campbell, and Fisher with Nana Judy:
Kellen, Emerson, and Ainsley:
Fisher held Papa Glenn's hand a lot during our trip. He kept saying that holding Papa Glenn's hand was giving him
Power!
Aunt Stacey:
The mountain stream water was COLD but fun to play in:
Peanut cousins Ainsley and Fisher:
Hanging with Papa Glenn:
Sweet little devilish smile:
The best part of the week was getting to spend time with Stephanie, who was recovering really well from her surgery but had had her chemo stent placed a few days before our trip. She rallied and I thing we all kept each others' minds off things as much as possible for a few days.
Doesn't this look like a painting?
All the grandbabies with Papa Glenn and Nana Judy:
Exhausted Campbell watching Frozen (one of a hundred times during our trip) on Dawn's lap:
Polish horseshoes:
Cousins playing:
Spectators of the horseshoe game:
Fisher getting more "Power" from Papa Glenn:
Ice cream break in Gatlinburg:
Um, this picture needs no caption.... let's leave this one to the imagination:
I just love watching all the cousins interact:
Papa Glenn making pet rocks for the peanut gallery:
At Ober Gatlinburg:
Riding the alpine slide:
Inside the aerial tramway:
Thank to everyone for making it a wonderful trip!
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