We always stop at my Grandma's house in St. Charles. She passed away years and years ago, but we have great memories here. The house was in the family for a long time and is now a historical site, so it looks nearly exactly the same. My Mom was raised here. It is only about two blocks from the river. Although it is simple, I think it's beautiful.
This is the Catholic church next door that my Mom attended, and a few relatives were married here. It is beautiful. Across the street is the hospital where I was born.
I should have taken more pictures on the inside, but it felt irreverent.
St. Charles' main street is amazing. There are shops and cafes in original buildings. The shopping was fun, and the scenery was beautiful. The roads, sidewalks, and many of the floors of the shops all have the brick that is shown here. Quaint! This was my Mom's "stomping ground." Who wouldn't love that?
More of Main Street in St. Charles.
We stopped by the St. Louis temple. I was married here. It was neat to go back.
The Chicas: Tiffany, Robyn, Mae, Dawn, and Me. We giggled, shopped, argued a bit, but mostly we just had a blast being all together on this rare occasion as sisters. They are my best friends.
We had a family gathering at my cousin Caroline's home on Sunday. Her home was beautiful. It is a 100 year old home, and she did a fabulous job of decorating it.
We sat around while the Aunts and Uncles answered questions about my heritage and told stories. It was so fun, and I gained great insight into my Mom and myself. Can't beat an experience like that. Priceless!
As we get older, it is harder and harder to get everyone together. We only had three of the Aunts/Uncles and a handful of cousins.
Thanks for the wonderful weekend girls!
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