Not many people make it to their 90th birthday. This weekend we celebrated the 90th birthday of my father-in-law, Donald Lynch, somewhere in the middle of the state of Pennsylvania.
He is a wonderful guy who has treated me like a daughter from the day I met him. My favorite story that shows his kindness to me was way back right after I married his son. We were in school in Boston and went to Acadia National Park in Maine to spend a weekend camping with my in-laws. It was blueberry season, so I thought it would be fun to make blueberry pancakes for breakfast. I wasn't the greatest cook and cooking on a camp stove did not help to improve my skills in any way. The pancakes tuned out pretty badly. They were partially burnt and partially raw. I was quite mortified but my wonderful FIL told me they were the best pancakes he ever had.
We spent Saturday celebrating his birthday and Sunday was Easter dinner. I am from a teeny family, so to be together with my husband and his 5 siblings, spouses and their kids was a wonderful time. There were 35 of us who traveled from Pittsburgh, Philly, Florida, Charleston, Chicago and Tennesee. There were kids everywhere. I loved the Easter egg hunt.
Henry met tons of his cousins and he was passed around like a football. He's the youngest and they just loved him and he loved them. I am so thankful to my SIL, Annette, who hosted and fed us all until we burst.
During the car ride I finished a couple of mug rugs for our guild's swap next week. I can't wait to see everyone else's creations.