I grew up in a red house. No lie.
It was not a barn or anything, just a red house.
And my parents still live there, though I think they have plans to change the color.
The day after Lindsay's wedding, the extended family gathered at the red house for a catered lunch from Rattler's BBQ. If you have never had Rattler's it's the best bbq'd food around.
When little Kate first arrived in California at the red house, she declared in her pipsqueak voice "this house is small"; and shortly thereafter she informed her daddy and grandpa "you have big noses". She then pointed at her own nose and said "I have a small nose."
Goodness this child makes me laugh.
She looks mighty pleased carrying her cupcake. I think she just had a popsicle a few minutes earlier. And just minutes after eating her cupcake, I saw her swipe a cookie as well. My kind of girl.
My dad actually did build a really small house when we were kids. It was our playhouse. And it was red to match the house.
Dad set up a deathtrap...er..swing for the kids to play on.
And here are some snaps of the fam hanging out in the 'small house with big noses'.
Cousins Jared, June and son Luke
Hayley& Nick. Jessica is wearing my most favorite 'wee warbler' sweater. One day it shall be mine!
Doesn't Nick look JUST like a lawyer here?
Cousin Jamos holding Tweetle.
And what do you know...here is actual proof that this house is indeed red.
Mom, Olive, Grandma "Selmo" and Ont Nanie.
To mom & dad: Please don't paint your red house:)