Diamond grew up with a "jelly bean trail" - so we have tried to work that in:
Diamond's family had put together baskets, so we have baskets too:
Not a lot of substance, but it's amazing what you can live on.
With Grandma's funeral, BB#1 didn't have a chance to finish his car before we left - and the Derby was going to start at 6:30pm on the day we drove home. We got into Colorado about 4:00pm, headed to Grandpa Green's house at 4:15, finished up a bit before 6:00 and got to the Derby by 6:15.
We weren't going for a win - I just wanted a boy who wouldn't be crying at the end of the night.
Of course the reason we came out was to honor Grandma Smith. The funeral was lovely. (And yes, the casket was pink - apparently Grandma's favorite color. I wonder if caskets come in aquamarine...)
It was amazing to see all her posterity. She had 5 children (4 who lived to adulthood) 19 grandchildren, 89 great grandchildren and 8 great-grand children. It was quite a crowd. We had a great time reuniting with so many cousins - many of whom we hung out with during our days at BYU but who now have five, six, even seven kids. Makes me think I'm a wimp for settling on just three kids!
All of Diamond's siblings were able to make it. It was a great celebration of family and Grandma's life. 'Till We Meet Again...