Brent's family had a big reunion in Houston over Memorial Day weekend. I don't use this word often, but I am truly blessed to have become part of this wonderful, crazy family. The last time the whole gang was together was for Gran's funeral, and it was hard to not have her there. I know she would have been so happy to see us all together, especially all those great-grandkids of hers.
Our flight was delayed Friday night and we didn't get to bed until almost 1am, so by Saturday night Joseph was running on empty. Luckily his cousin Leyton had a shoulder for him to sleep on until we could get him back home.