Kind of a fun little poem to remember my Grandma's 90th Birthday Party.
Through the desert and over the hills, to Grandma's 90th Birthday Party we go.
The Garmin knows the way, to get us there on the very last day,
In a rented minivan that Findlay Honda generously paid for, just so you know.
At the party there were four generations and all ten cousins!
I don't think that's happened before.
It was a really hot day, but that didn't get in the way,
Of all the great food, wine and visiting galore.
There were so many photos and memories to share, can you believe none of the uncles have any hair!?!
It was such fun to catch up with family I haven't seen in years.
All the fond memories brought some to tears.
Grandma doesn't look a day over eighty, she is still such a carefree, fun loving lady.
Rowan and Rachel both started crying, which signaled 'el fin',
Not missing a beat, my brother tried (unsuccessfully) to bribe Russell to join in.
It was definitely time to leave; an easy call.
And the pictures taken will prove it all!!!
Grandma enjoyed her day, it was plain to see,
And she deserved it, on that we can all agree.
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