I get giddy when I start to think of the memories you guys will make together. We all have the stories. I love listening to family stories about "growing up." Whether it is the story of Aunt Jen tipping Uncle Rick over and giving him a huge goose egg and trying to Hide it, or if it the story of how Gma Pam was a naughty girl in school, or how I used to fight so bad with Uncle Chris, or how Daddy and Uncle Russ passed time as children pulling goats through mud by their horns.
Your Grandpa Keith has lots of fun stories from growing up on the farm in Taylors' Falls, MN. My favorite one ends with... "Grandma Lilly was running around the yard being Chased by "The Bull" Your Grandpa and Grandma Mergen both came from HUGE families, and I just think of all the stories that they have with so many siblings!
You guys are starting to play more and more with eachother and I just love it. I am not as tired anymore so I actually sit back, watch, smile, and take pictures.
To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time.
~Clara Ortega
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