Words that will live in infamy

We had a lot of family in town for Labor Day Weekend to see my grandmother before she left to go back to New Hampshire. (Did I forget to mention my Yankee roots?) My dad was one of seven children (Irish Catholic in case you were wondering) and getting together with family usually involves some craziness. This version included a big birthday bag of fun for Ali from one of my Aunts.

To say Ali was excited doesn't quite cut it.

She reaches into the bag and pulls out a mirror. When asked what she received, Ali booms at the top of her lungs.

"A beautiful picture of me!"

Yep, that's my girl.

In addition to the "beautiful picture" she also received a massive box of costume jewelry. Ali spent the rest of the day walking hunched over, there were so many necklaces and bracelets hanging off of her. Most everyone at the house that day ended up with some sort of decoration.

Ali & my mom.

It was a good day.