How much more adorable could they be?

Thursday night my cousin Greg and his wife Misty stayed over with their friends Mimi and Steve. It was a fantastic evening. They arrived here right around 8 p.m. and Lincoln made a HUGE spaghetti dinner. I was worried about feeding them but I think Lincoln worried about it even more. There was enough spaghetti left over to feed a small 3rd world country.

After dinner we decided to go out to the pool deck and start a fire. It was a beautiful summer evening. Not too much humidity and no real breeze to worry about with the fire. A perfect night to be sitting out by a fire pit. Since the grown-ups were going to be outside I asked Hannah to put Jake to bed. They were already in their pajamas with their teeth brushed so basically this consisted of reading him a book. I told them they could fall asleep in Mommy and Daddy's bed (a treat they love to receive) so Hannah was willing to do this without much fuss. About 30 minutes later I came into the house to check on them and this is what I found. Could they be any more adorable?

Feeding an army.....An army of one that is

Tomorrow night my cousin Greg, his wife Misty, and their two friends are coming to our house to spend the night during their trip to New England. I'm very excited for them to come and visit but I'm a little nervous about what we're going to feed them.

My Aunt Lorraine and Uncle Bob raised three boys. Three BIG boys. And I don't mean big as in fat. I mean big as in big, brawny, strapping, muscular good 'ol Iowa boys. The kind that think a standard box of cereal is a single serving size. And usually is when consumed in a mixing bowl instead of a regular cereal bowl. I always used to be in awe that Aunt Lorraine can throw together a huge dinner when guests drop by unexpectedly but now I'm starting to realize that what is a huge dinner spread to her guests is probably only equivalent to what she set out as a light afternoon snack when the boys were all in high school.

When I was in high school I stayed with Greg and his first wife Marilyn for a few weeks one summer. I volunteered to cook dinner one night and proudly made a recipe for enchiladas that I had learned in Home Ec during the previous school year. The recipe made eight enchiladas and I remember telling Marilyn that it was probably more than we needed since there was only three of us and their toddler son but she gave me a look and said "not with Greg around." We sat down for dinner with the pan of enchiladas in the middle of the table and I remember Greg picked up the spatula and scooped out four of them for his plate.

So the question becomes, what the heck do we feed them tomorrow night? Lincoln and I are not used to cooking meals like that. Tonight we had ham steaks and mashed potatoes. Lincoln cooked two steaks and between the four of us we only ate one. I think tomorrow night we'll have to pull an "Aunt Charlotte" and make a huge vat of spaghetti with a big salad and a few loafs of garlic bread. I call it the Aunt Charlotte because she had 9 kids and one of the only things I remember from her house was the incredibly large pot of spaghetti that she made when we came to visit.

Despite needing to truck in groceries - not to mention the beer - needed for tomorrow night I am VERY excited for their visit and can't wait to see them. It should be a great time.