
Last snuggles with Uncle Derek.

Last visit out to Grandolly's house.

Doing some odd jobs for Grandolly and Uncle Harold.

Grandolly and her great-grandkids running amok.

Out in Grandolly's garden

It was a beautiful day. One that's etched in my memories. I couldn't of asked for a more beautiful, peaceful fall day.

Our *only* family picture to date.....(thanks Dad)

Pitstop on the way home, those Kygar kids love their road.

And my most favorite pictures of Katy and Mom. I named Kathryn Patricia after the two most important, amazing women that are part of my life, my darling mom (Kathleen---Kathryn was derived from her name, and Patricia---after my adorable Grandmother).
I'm so glad that Katy got to be with both of them, and be a part of such wonderful memories. You never know when you are going to make it "home" again, and Katy has been blessed that both of these women were in Missouri for her to be born, and again almost a year later.
Katy, my sunshine girl is blessed.

And Andrew and the front tooth----it had been hanging on for WEEKS. I was convinced that it was going to fall off at the most inconvenient spot of our trip---so much in fact that I insisted on a tooth fairy stash to go up hunting with the boys. I was suprised to see it still hanging there when they came down the mountain.

But, it didn't last long---with some assistance from Dad. (What would we do without those dads?!)

And just like that, tooth was gone.