Remember last Thursday how I mentioned that my family from Germany was visiting the US of A? We drove a couple hours after work to have dinner with them and we had a great time together. I really like them a lot. They got to meet Clark for the first time and everyone got along well. It wasn't awkward even though it had been five years since I had seen them last, so that was good. During my last visit to Germany, I actually only got to see them for one day during my trip, so it's actually been more like seven years since my last extended visit with them.
My cousin Gloria is 17 now, and she is so sweet and wonderful and I LOVE her. She's always been great, but I guess I didn't know what to expect with her being such a teenager now. But she's the same awesome kid she's always been. She's got a boyfriend and goes riding with him on his motorcycle and in his speedy little Mercedes (which is not expensive there), and as I listened to her talk about him, I felt my protective big cousin instinct creep up. It's probably the closest feeling I've had to what it's like to be a sister. Anyway, I choked it down, because I know my aunt and uncle are very good to her and she's a good kid. And let me not forget to mention that she's gorgeous now. The pictures won't show it well because it was dark and rainy, but goodness, she's a looker.
My uncle has two other sons from his first marriage, and they live here in the states. I'm pretty close with my cousin Jeff who lives up north, and I usually get to catch up with him and his family when we visit there. I think maybe I should just mention that I am no part German. My uncle (and my entire dad's side) grew up in the US of English descent (we think). My uncle moved to Germany while doing some work for the government, finished his contract, fell in love with the country, and decided to stay there. He met a wonderful German lady there who soon became my Aunt Beate (pronounced "Bee-ata"). The rest is history!
So yeah, it rained the entire time, aside from just a few minutes which allowed us to to snap a couple pictures. Above is the best one. From left to right: Clark, me, Gloria, Aunt Beate, and Uncle David. I wish we lived closer so I could see them all the time. They are fantastic!