And we even let the men join our little party. None of us girls like getting up on that ladder to reach the high part of the house so we were thankful for the men doing that!
And what's a paint party without a little bit of fun? Here one of my sisters is painting the butt of the other sister. Or pretending to anyways.
Sistah Brenda is in good hands here. I'm holding her ladder and my great-nephew is holding me so she can feel safe knowing she is in good hands.
And my youngest sister still has a smile on her face even though it is 93 degrees outside and sweat is running down our you know what!
And my dad was in charge of the food. We all love his deep fried catfish and he made sure we had plenty of that for lunch out on the gazebo.
And somebody had made new green beans with new potatoes. And we also had new potatoes with new peas. Nothing beats the taste of produce grown right in your own garden!
And of course there were hot dogs for the kids. My dad knows how to run that grill that's for sure!
Great Nephew Blake doesn't like having his picture taken. He is such a doll.
And this one was a little chatter box. So sistah Brenda gave him a paint brush and he thought that was great!
And he liked having his picture taken.
Nothing like a porch swing and a cold drink on a hot day. Ah, the simple things in life!
My sistah talked the boys into giving her a foot rub when we took our lunch break.
Nephew Josh looking cool in his sunglasses. I painted the low part of the house and he could reach over my head to the high parts.
Don't kid yourself that catfish was wonderful!
He finally warmed up to me enough to pose for this picture. Maybe I could take him home with me since my babies are grown and gone.
My dad has a covered gazebo with picnic table and it was pretty cool eating outside in the shade.
My dad has a covered gazebo with picnic table and it was pretty cool eating outside in the shade.
Here's my other brother in law who also helped paint up on the ladder. I was painting down below while he was up on the ladder and I accidentally bumped the ladder while he was up on it. Don't know who was startled the most, me or him. Of course if I had knocked it down, he certainly would have been affected the most. Ha. Ha.
1 comment:
How very, very thoughtful of all of you Nana. And I am sure your Dad really appreciated it.
Blessings,GG
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