Yesterday most of my husbands family came over to our house (minus Michael, Blair and their son Simon, who obviously think they are too good for us and came up with some lame excuse of going to see Blair's brother when he came home from his mission-humpf). Ryan's grandma flew up from California, and everyone converged here to see her. Our new, lovely, very big house is a good place for big family get-togethers like this.
Annie asked Grandpa to change Cinderella's clothes. I laughed to myself and took pictures of Grandpa's fingers trying to manipulate the teeny, tiny clothes for the teeny, tiny doll.