eventually, carter came and sat down by me to watch the action.
his face was priceless!
after volleyball was dodge ball. it was at this moment i was happy as a clam that i was 18 weeks pregnant and could not participate. does dodge ball terrify anybody else?!
the next day was thanksgiving! my mom thought of this brilliant idea where the men take all the kids to a park while the women cook. it was amazing. usually the women are in high gear trying to prepare the elaborate meal with kids hanging on our legs with sticky hands or playing with their toys that we end up tripping over. it was really lovely to cook and chat with no distractions.
that night we goofed around in the pool and around the house.
in the evening, per my brother's request, we had a "cultural event" where his wife dayana taught us how to salsa! this actually was a blast. we all felt so incredibly silly and died laughing at ourselves but everyone learned a lot! none of us could intimate that latin flare though. there is no doubt colombians are born to dance!
^^can you spot my dad?
you bet i will never forget seeing him concentrating on shakin' those hips!
out of no where, ^^trevor decided to show us his salsa moves.
sneaky mr took lessons when he lived in new york and definitely showed off for us!
that night, before we broke out all the yummy cakes and pies, i forced my mom and sisters to take a picture with me. i've noticed i have very few pictures with people i love the most (excluding daron and carter, i've got them covered!) and boy do i really love these amazing sisters and mom of mine...
oh, and i almost forgot.
for your entertainment, a blooper pic of daron's impeccable form. ha!
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