Actually, I'm not sure I can call them boys anymore. Stinky (the Stepford sister's youngest) and the Giant (the oldest boy) are now 17 and 18. The Giant is now a whopping 14 inches taller than me and Stinky is almost a foot taller. They are some seriously big boys. My family is visiting my dad for a few days. I wasn't sure if we would see the boys. Their mom is hanging out with her daughter at the beach so the boys are on their own. Most teenage boys would be...well...being teenage boys. My nephews are working and working out and then sleeping in their spare time. But they both managed to come over to spend time with us. Stinky even brought his girlfriend who DQ nicknamed Limpy (that's a whole other story).

So last night we did what I love most. We sat at the dining table and laughed and talked over each other and laughed and laughed some more. When my family gets together we are LOUD. We all laugh LOUD and often and we love to tell stories. My mom would have loved hearing the boys last night. They were in rare form.

I kept looking at these boys and wondering when they grew up. I am so thankful for HOW they grew up. They are great guys and we are blessed to call them family. Stinky has spent most of the day with us. We even got to see his sweet girlfriend again. I love family!