So, in my last post I shared some of the outtakes from our funeral filled weekend. Here I will share some of the funnier moments in pictures.
Here we have my cousin Tony and his "mini-me." That really is my father to the left. And, the picture doesn't really do the whole size difference justice, but it is still funny. I think Tony has about a foot and 100 pounds on my dad.
Here we have Tony and his family. Tony is holding Sweet Pea. Sweet Pea would have gone home with them. And, NEVER LOOKED BACK. She loved Tony. He was always the cousin who tossed my brother and I up in the air until we puked or passed out. We loved it! Well, some things never change. Sweet Pea spent most of the weekend in Tony's arms or soaring through the sky. And, let's face it, having an older sister would be groovy, too!
Here is the fountain of Holy Water that Bruiser and Sweet Pea tried to dive into. Dimples took this picture. All three of my kids were fascinated with the beautiful fountain.
Ah...here is the princess. All snuggled up and SLEEPING. BY HERSELF. I took this picture at 8:00 AM, after a horrible night of she, Nurse Boy, and I sharing a hotel bed. Once Nurse Boy and I got out of bed that morning, she slept like an angel. Doesn't she look innocent? Don't let her fool you!
Here is Bruiser. We are finally home and he is in his very own bed. You can't tell, but the room was dark and I took this picture around 11:00 PM. Do you think we wore him out this weekend?! Yesterday, I had to take him to the doctor only to discover that the ear infection we had been treating him for was untouched due to being prescribed the wrong medication. (Yet ANOTHER urgent care story~ but, this time I will spare you the details. Grrr...) Between the ear infection and all of the activities this weekend, Bruiser has been pretty tired!
I will also spare you a few pictures that managed to "land" on my camera. You see, my mother's family is Italian, full of some interesting Italian traditions. I always remember coming across pictures of dead family members all laid out in a casket on the day of their funeral. My Grandmother had taken most of those pictures to remember them. It creeped me out, to say the very least. I found it to be a bit disturbing. I instructed Dimples that he was free to use the camera this weekend, but NOT to take pictures of Grandma. I didn't even want to see her in the background of the picture. So, my mom thought it would be fun to snap some photos of Grandma while I wasn't looking. She and Dimples had the giggles when I returned. Yes, I now have pictures of my Grandma in her coffin. Aren't you glad I am not posting those? I know, I've told you too much information already.
On a side note. I should have asked my Grandma what she used on her skin all those years. She died at 95 with less wrinkles than I have NOW! I am not even kidding. Now you want me to post those photos, don't you?! Don't worry, I could never do it. But, her skin was amazing.
Why couldn't I have gotten those genes?!