San Diego, California 2009 My cousin Amalia who I have loved more as a sister for all my life, brings her son Elton from LA where she lives with my BIL Tim ( who is to graduate film school any day now, look out world! ) and I get to hug the beejezers out of her. Amalia is one of those very special people who have what I can only describe as purity of heart. She has a shining, clear goodness about her that has survived many a hard place in her life. She is a true good heart and one of a kind, and I love her so much. You can also see she is GORGEOUS!
Elton is too cute for me. I can't stand it.
Ian, Dakota, Amalia, Elton, and Lola sneaking round the corner.
No, really. I can't stand it. And Elton is clearly terrified by my affections. I suppose I'm turning into THAT AUNT. The one who kisses your cheeks and smacks your hiney and says you are cute, and you would like to die, on the spot. But look at him!! Also witness the state of my nails.
Dakota and Mr. Curry eat while laughing. Dangerous.
Ian is notoriously hard to photograph. He hates it, and is usually covered or making a very grim and dire face as if he were waiting in line for prison food. Here you see part of my family in collapse from Thanksgiving overload. Also, Lola licking her plate. My children have excellent manners.
They also have two dogs.