Twenty years ago, on September 2, our youngest child was born. To celebrate, our whole family came for an outdoor supper. We are now a total of 31. Son-in-law Dustin broasted chicken and made french fries in his double-basket deep fryer. We set up tables in the yard by our walk-out basement and ate out there. We had a campfire going, which felt really good when the sun went down. The children enjoyed gathering sticks and anything they could so they could throw them into the fire. We caught a few using extra napkins just so they could throw it in the fire and watch it burn. Haha! Most of them stayed here for the night, except Daniel Ray and Verena, who left after supper to go to his parents’ for the night. They had plans to gather at Daniel Ray’s uncle and aunt’s on Monday. Joseph and Grace stayed later but then left for home. Of course, Dustin, Daniel, and Lovina are just across the road so that they could go home to their own beds. Denzel and Byron stayed here for the night and slept with Joe and me. Denzel wanted to sleep beside Grandpa. Byron was always moving around, so I moved to the recliner, and he slept much better when he had my space, too. Haha! I’m having pain in my left shoulder and lower back, so the recliner actually feels better after a while. I have an appointment on Friday, and hopefully I can get relief then. I baked a cake for Kevin and it must’ve tasted better than it looked because it was all ate up. I tried my skills at decorating, which I’m not good at.
