Arrival of the Irish

We had the best busiest two weeks with Dave's brother Stephan here with his family. It was jam packed with lots of activities and family. My houses was home base and they also visited Preston, Vegas, and Boise. It is not very often that we are all together so we saw lots of other family while they were here. We had so much fun and loved having everyone.

These pictures are a bit out of order but here is a run down of the first few days. The three brothers and family went up to Preston and stayed at the Becksteads, my sister in laws parents. It is like being on a farm with the horses and 4 wheelers the kids and big kids were in heaven. Then we came back down to our house and had a huge family reunion.


The girls in their "house" at Little Flippers. This was a perfect location for a big party like this. Especially in this heat we couldn't have made it at the park very long.

This the Ratchford brothers and sisters for those of you who here us talk about these guys all the time. Pauline, Elaine, Davy, Stephan, and Garreth. Pamela couldn't make it. Just imagine Pauline with blond hair, they are twins.

We had everyone go to the park first and take a huge family photo since we are never all together.

The boys

Here are our guests. Stephan, Ciarra, Breen, Saiosa , Mueren

All of the relatives

While in Preston we went to this really great fair for the kids. Every booth had a game with a piece of candy. You can't go wrong with that. The kids also got to ride the rodeo queens horse.

Feeding Blue the horse.

Here is Ciarra, Saoisa and her sister Sara that also came with them on the trip to America. Sara who is 15 said, "everything is better in America, the houses are better, the cars are better. etc etc" We forget how spoiled we are in America some times.

All the kids before the Preston Rodeo

I have some great quotes from the language difference.

Leah, "Are my Irish cousins coming or my regular cousins."

Eva to her friend the day after or Irish visitors left, " It is RoNAN, not Ronan."

Mueran my niece, "What do you's call crisps?"(chips in Ireland). Me, "we call them chips." Well then what do you's call chips" (french fries in Ireland). Me, "we call those fries." What do you's call beautiful?" Me, "well we say beautiful too."

Ciarra asked me do you cycle? Yes I have a bike in the garage. She laughs. What she had really said is do you recycle but with her accent I couldn't understand her.