I am thankful for visitors.
Especially when those visitors are my brother and his fam.
They are moving from smack-dab in the middle of New York City across the country to Los Angeles. And although I'm a little sad that we won't be able to crash with them and their three kids in their teeny one-bedroom apartment there anymore, I'm pretty excited they'll be so much closer to us.
They decided as long as they were moving across the country they may as well make the best of it and rented a motor home to make the trek in style.
My kids were in utter awe and amazement at the fact that they got to LIVE in that thing for a whole week.
Now that's the way to travel.
My kids think their kids are the best thing since sliced bread.
Elle and I got our baby-fix with little Jacobson.
My brother who lives here is in the red below, the one in the shorts and still-Sunday-socks is Noah and the beauty-girl in the green is my sister-in-law.
It was sad to say goodbye, but we're working on getting them back for Thanksgiving...
...are you guys coming?