Friday

We had some New York relatives come and visit yesterday. My aunt Rita, my uncle Vern, my aunt Elaine, and my cousin Melissa and her son Nick. We got together for pizza at our house and Jason and Trystan came over to eat with us. (Justine had violin lessons and a school dance.)
We had a nice visit. My aunt Rita and Uncle Vern are in the background. Nick had chalk all over his pants from drawing on the sidewalk.

Nick is 2. He is my cousin Melissa's son. Anna, 4. Trystan, 4. Jonathan, 6. You wouldn't believe the effort it took to get all four kids to line up on the bed and have their picture taken. And this was the best shot of the 5 pics I took... that's not saying much, huh?

Anna was playing trucks with Nick. Nick kept walking up and hitting her at first. When we got in the car, she said, "Nick kept hitting me, but that was just his way of saying HI. He wanted to play with me." This was absolutely correct, of course, but I was suprised that she understood it so well. He wanted to play but wasn't quite sure how to initiate it. He was really cute. Jonathan got out his battle RC car and truck and Nick learned how to use the remote control. Nick reminded me a lot of Jonathan at that age... how time flies by.