SISTERAZZI and the restraining order

This is my little big sister.  She is a year older but about an inch or so shorter, and, well, never mind how many pounds lighter.  Guess what, my camara is bigger than hers too!  I took her and her husband to The Garden of the Gods for pictures.  Later, as I looked over her shoulder while she downloaded her camera, I realized...... dang, we have a whole bunch of the same pictures! 

My sister and her husband are enroute to New York for their last duty station.  After that, they plan to move to Colorado or New Mexico to open up a Bed & Breakfast and a yak farm!  I guess that would make my brother-in-law a 'yakaroo'.  But not my sister, she says he's the yakker, she's the bed-n-breakfaster.

Becca and Rocky are at war again.  Rocky has issued a restraining order for her sister who is no longer allowed within 100 feet of her little sister unless she comes bearing food or other goodies.  The offense, Becca has been accused of causing her sister's atomic wedgie.  I was presented with the evidence of the crime at the time and yes, it was definitely a wedgie, and a good one too, but after her swimsuit was re-adjusted, Rocky began to file the charges.

Did I say my kids were quiet now that their cousins were gone?  Did I say it was suspicious and that they had to be up to something?  Well, what ever they were up to, they're done.  My house is once again so noisy I can barely breath.   Ah yes, home sweet home!

Watching my two daughters bicker from sun up to sun down, I know I've asked my sister at least 10 times already... 'We were never that bad, were we?'

She agrees, theres no way!  But we'll keep our parents out of this one, parents always seem to have a different version of the past.

And yes, I miss my little Southern Oompas.  I find myself talking about them to my sister all the time, she's probably sick of them and she's never even met them!  I miss the Littlest Loompa's singing, she really did have a song for everything.  And the Boy Loompa, watching his confidence grow right before my eyes as he tried new things was amazing.  The oldest of the cousins, she was one of my biggest helpers during the trip.  I smile and think about her every time I look at the hot sauce bottle. 

And I hope my brother-in-law stopped and let my sister-in-law get a picture of that 6000 pound prairie dog they saw advertised on a billboard along the interstate in Kansas.  That will make her trip complete.  On the other hand, if he didn't stop, she'll just have to come back and visit us again so she can see it.