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Before Glo and Gordon decided to get engaged and married, we had a family reunion week planned for August 7-11. However, once Glo was engaged, she realized that she wanted to get school done more quickly which meant going to school for the summer term which meant she had classes the week of the family reunion and finals the following week. That following week though was the beginning of school for Annie which really left us with just one day to do our family reunion: Thursday, August 17. And since Tater's first birthday was the week before, we decided to celebrate his big day as well!

I love having the kids home, and I've gotten better about just letting the chaos ensue so that everyone can really enjoy the time more (it's the Martha/Mary scenario). But something that John and I have come to appreciate even more as the kids get married and have their own families is that our kids really are their own best friends--hey don't require John or me to get them together, or to be the nucleus of their relationships--and it's a joy to see.

No Kennedy summer get-together would be complete without a morning run. And in addition, we are now doing wall sits, the isometric exercise which will supposedly lower blood pressure.

And then time in the pool so we spent several hours there, followed by lunch at Buddy's.

And then it was Tater Time! We all died over the darling sweatshirt Grandma Jean (Gordon's grandmother) had sent for him.

While Rebecca had gone to great lengths to make him a super healthy cake option, he barely got through the tasty frosting and he was done. There must be a life lesson there.... ;-)

This was followed by living room skeeball.

And naps.

And Hannah's one request: a round of I Spy.

Ethan was a good sport and played a second round with her, but the funniest part was seeing Mark's eyes when he actually DID spy the object.

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