So believe it or not, there are other people in the world besides LDS members that do genealogy. The family reunion that we attended this summer is a testament to that.
The story begins with my great, great, great grandmother having a dream that one day two men in white shirts with black name tags would come to her house with a message and that three of her sons would listen to it. Well those three sons were Abraham, Willam, another man that is a distant uncle to me and I can't remember his name right now. So these three brothers picked up their families and moved to the united states. Abraham, my great, great grandfather had about 9 or 10 kids, my great grandmother among them. She then had my Grandma Lila who then had my mother, who of course was blessed to have me. And so goes the family line.
So these relatives from one of Abraham's brothers or sisters (he also had 7 or 8) wanted to meet the lines that had left Holland. They flew over for about a week and we had this wonderful little barbeque.
The video above is my little girl taking her first swing ride. She was holding on very tightly to the sides until we put the camera bag behind her. Then there were no reservations. My sister is the one in front of her and I'm in the back pushing. Unfortunately, the ride ended during this video because Evely bumped her mouth on the swing. She really enjoyed it up to the point.
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