My parents just got back from a 2 week road trip. They drove up to New York to see some family. While they were there they stopped by my mom's Uncle's old farm. She always went there when she was young.
The owners were outside when they drove by, so they stopped and talked to them and the lady invited my mom inside and let her look around. My dad said she sobbed like nothing we have ever seen before!
The owners also gave my mom this painting that was done of the farm house. This is how it looked when my great uncle had it. It was hanging on their wall and they just took it off and insisted that my mom take it. They said it would mean more to her than to them. Isn't that the sweetest thing? Don't let anyone tell you that New Yorkers are rude!
The family got together tonight at my house, so my mom brought the painting to show us.
She couldn't quit talking for one second while I took a picture:
And my walls are not neon green, they are apple green, but are pretending to be neon green due to the flash and the lights I guess?
More talking...with her Italian hands:
And then she took a rest:
They also went to Hershey Pennsylvania and brought me back a bucket of chocolate. That's almost as exciting as the painting!
My dad had a birthday while they were gone, so we celebrated tonight!
I hate when people take my picture when I'm eating, so I don't know why I do it to others.
Katie helped blow out the candles:
Nonni and the grand kids:
Grampy had to get in there too:
Glad they are home safe and sound!
Super glad to have a bucket of chocolate!