Tuesday, May 17th, was the reason the house was so full. Weston, my baby brother, was graduating. We had 15 people attend the graduation, and that was leaving 5 kids home with a baby-sitter. my dad and grandma flew in that morning, and took Weston out for lunch. The graduation started at 3:30 pm. Luckily, Weston is taller than most of his classmates, plus he had different colors on for his honor status and high gpa. It made him easy to spot.

(He’s in the white with red sash (I don’t know what those are really called).

They had the graduates stand up to be recognized for all their different achievements. Weston got to stand up about 5 times for his gpa achievements. He’s right in the middle of this picture.

We were smart and sat right behind the lights to help with our pictures. Here he is entering and walking the stage for his diploma.

The program was pretty much completely done by the students, which was a good idea, but there were some people that took advantage of being on the stage. We finally made it through everything, and the graduates left the building.

We headed back to the car to meet everyone else at home. Don took off a little early to start getting dinner on. He was busy at home making ribs and carne asada. Once everyone was back, we made Weston take some pictures.

Dad held onto Ella for me. She was pretty much attached to my leg the entire trip. It was brutal.

We couldn’t leave Kevin out of the pictures. You should have seen my children upon seeing their cardboard “Dad.” Jameson told everyone, “Look, this is a picture of my Dad” while standing in the Price is Right model pose. Ella just loved to stare at him.

Jameson wouldn’t stop playing to come take a picture. Steve had made the trip out for Kayden’s birthday which happened to be the following day, so he was able to attend the graduation also.

And here’s us 4 children. The baby is the tallest and now graduated. Christina wore heels, so I look the shortest, but really, she is. I’m not sure why I didn’t end up with a picture with Mom. I know we took one.

I am really grateful for these times when we are all together. It’s not very often. We each live in a different state (Christina -Colorado, Me- Washington, Paul- Utah, Weston- California) all pretty far apart. I am so grateful my family is willing to travel or we would never see each other. Grandma also comes whenever she can, which I am so thankful for. Dad makes sure to bring her when he comes. They only came for the day, and flew out that night after dinner. The next day, Paul and Jenny left back to Utah, then Steve left on Thursday morning, and we left Thursday afternoon. The girls went back to their mom’s house Friday, so by Friday evening, mom had a quiet house again. It went from 17 people sleeping Friday night to 5 people the following Friday night. It was a little crazy.