Those were all of Ruth.
Those were all of Becka. (The last is my favorite. :P Brick makes a good background. We have plenty of it. ;) )
That was Lyla Mae. She's the only one of the R's without a Biblical name.
Ruth, Becka, and I.
Since we have massive trees in the park, Ruth decided that we should try hugging one. We couldn't quite reach all the way around. Almost, but not quite. We set the cameras onto the timer so that everybody could get in the picture.
Ruth and Becka
We went to the park, took off our shoes, got our feet burned on the fake grass, and swang a LOT. And made several trips to the water fountain, once with Lyla Mae.
Mom, Mrs. R, and Lyla Mae (who is the baby) all drove to the park. The rest of us walked.
Then, we went home, ate
Ruth, Becka, and their brothers and sister and parents came over for the first time yesterday.
Ruth and I have been friends since 2008. She went to the same online school as I did, and posted a novel that she and Nina were writing on the writing forum. (Here's a link to the novel, if anybody's wondering. http://wingsoffireseries.blogspot.com/ ) I asked Ruth to email me the whole story, and she did. We started chatting.
She got me to join the Storytellers a few months later. (The Storytellers is a group of more-or-less 14 people who write stories. Well...Mostly talking about other stuff...Well...We try to write. ;) )
Becka and I first met over the Storytellers chat thingy in 2009-ish.
After all that, we finally were able to meet each other.
Ruth, Becka, Josiah, Ezekiel, Caleb, Lyla Mae, Mr. R and Mrs. R all arrived at about 12:00.
Ruth got to the porch first. I was doing science cards upstairs and blasting music. Dad wanted to find out if Mom's mike actually DID block out almost all noise (apparently it does).
Mom bellowed up the stairs for me to come down. She had seen a big camper coming by a few times. Campers don't often drive past our house.
I had cleaned the kitchen, but forgotten to put away the cleaning supplies and so I fixed that. As soon as I was finished, Ruth knocked on the door.
Hug tackles ensued.
The rest of the family straggled in.
Dad was in classes until about 2:45.
When we came back from the park, he was out of all his classes for the day. Lyla kept looking at him like, "Who are you? You weren't here before."
Ruth and Becka and I all hid upstairs and took a large amount of pictures.
They left at about 5:00. :(
That was the first Storytellers meeting by people who don't live an hour away from each other or are related some how since Krys met Leah B (both of who aren't active any more).
