Grandma even let me have an apron that my great-grandma made. She used to make them and sell them for a little extra money.
Isie loves Grandma and Grandpa Kunz. She actually took the last three pictures on this blog, that's why they all kinda look like they are looking down a well. This is my grandma. She is pretty cute, huh? She is amazing and knows everything. For real. This is my Grandpa. He is always laughing and always looks ready to go golfing. He is such a good example of enjoying life. He has been deaf since he was a baby, but learned to talk and read lips. People always think he is from England cause of his "accent". My grandma has macular degeneration really bad and is going blind. It's incredible how positive and active they are. They really haven't let it slow them down.
Anton couldn't do much with his broken hand, but he was there for moral support. We canned a lot of peaches and I had to carry the five hundred pound box out to the car, but he was there to cheer me on. We'll both be glad when he is healed. He has a splint that he has to wear for another week, but he thinks it's funny to take it off and wiggle his broken thumb, cause it makes me light-headed. Haha! I'm a wimp!
We sure had fun. It's always nice to go to Grandma and Grandpa's house. Everything always seems calm and peaceful. You kind of forget about all of life's little stresses buzzing around.