Great-Mawmaw and Great-Pawpaw

Mommy’s Mawmaw doesn’t get to leave home, very much. For the last forty–some-odd years, she’s been taking care of her home and Mommy’s mentally disabled uncle, Anthony. Because he can’t really go anywhere, she doesn’t get to leave the property more than about once or twice a year. Sure, she’s got 26 descendants and their spouses in Indiana, but Anthony’s needs understandably trump all, so it’s a rare event for her and the kids’ Great-Pawpaw to come for a visit. To give you an idea, the last time they came, Mommy and Daddy had no kids and were living in a two-bedroom basement apartment, so that’s why it’s such a big deal that they came for a visit, this past weekend. (Until then, they’d never even met six of their great-grandkids, and they still haven’t met the kids’ uncle Ashante, who had a conflict and was out of town for the weekend.)

Since Leah and David’s house is the biggest in the area, it served as home base for the festivities. This, of course, helped Mommy and Daddy to get their butts in gear and get things a lot more in shape. We had a wonderful family dinner on Saturday night, then everybody came back for breakfast, Sunday morning. Great-Mawmaw and Great-Pawpaw had to leave, after breakfast—Mommy’s Great Aunt Fannie was watching Anthony, and they’re not comfortable leaving him for much longer than 24 hours—but the chance to have them visit was an opportunity that was too good to miss. ☺

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