We spent the weekend at White Sulphur Springs. My parents' OCF/chapel group had their annual retreat, so we joined them. It was a lovely weekend, as usual.
Saturday was a beautiful day, weather-wise, and the kids ran around all over the place. The girls and little boys did some bowling, and then Anna, Micah, and I had to use the bathroom, so we headed over to the old hotel. Afterward, Anna and Micah were playing on the wagon in front, and I got to thinking how we always used to get a family picture taken on the wagon. I think the last one we have is when Grace was a baby. At that point, I was determined to get a family wagon picture this year.
Of course, the weather was not so cooperative on Sunday. It rained right after lunch, and then Drew was really crabby, so I put him down for a nap. Then I walked the girls and Micah down to the rock-climbing wall in the barn. Eventually all the other boys showed up at the climbing wall, so after the rock-climbing was over, I hiked back up to the new hotel to wake up Drew and track down Bob. We drove back down because I was dripping with sweat, lol. It was still humid up in the mountains! I was very happy to get my family wagon picture.
One of the other couples from the retreat was looking around too, and the husband was flipping through an old scrapbook out on the coffee table. On the very first page, he was surprised to recognize Bob! And then we were both surprised to see that a picture of me was right below it, from a different year! So fun! My friend Emily (the one on the left in the picture) said she put the scrapbook together, so we'll just say she was inspired to include our pictures like that!