If you're wondering, he's looking off in the distance towards.... the future. I hope he sees a job there.
We had so much fun this weekend celebrating my brother's college graduation. I can hardly believe he's old enough to drive, let alone graduate from college. When Corbin was born, I was nine years old, and I carried him around and took care of him and pretty much pretended he was my own baby. This continued until he was nine years old and I moved out of the house. And even though we were mistaken for twins when he was fourteen, and even though he bypassed me in size a good ten years ago, every time I see him I still think- "baby brother". I probably always will.
I sure am proud of that kid.
Apparently we only get our picture taken together when someone graduates, as this was one of the most recent group shots I could find. Four years ago, same event, different school. Time flies.
Aside from attending what can easily be labeled the shortest and least painful graduation ceremony I have ever been to, we also played soccer, ate a lot, played cards, and watched a movie. Roughly in that order. (The above picture would make a lot more sense if Corbin had not already kicked the soccer ball out of view.)
And we opened gifts.
I may or may not be, but probably am, getting a little bit older this week.
It is so rare to have all of us all together. What a gift. We filled up every bed and sofa, crashed into each other over and over in the kitchen, and required two cars to get anywhere. I sure do love having a big family.
Today, other than missing all of them (aside from the handsome blond, who came right on home with me, praise the Lord), I am doing piles of laundry and cooking and gearing up for the week ahead. A very successful fabric store stop on the way home yesterday left me with a bag full of exciting new supplies. I can hardly wait to get started, but I will wait, at least until we have some clean socks.