Swedish Cake

(Before I begin can I just say that coming up with a title before I post is so tricky for me. Sometimes when I leave it blank to come back with a proper title I forget and then there is a blank where there should be something clever and attention grabbing. Just wanted to let that out.)

Things I learned this weekend:

1) If you are staying in a house with 10.5 children, (I am currently pregnant = .5,) anything bad that happens, such as an 8-inch hole in a wall, the last of a favorite cake mysteriously disappearing, or jelly in odd places, will be blamed on the kids. Even if you, the parent of some of the children, or him, the uncle of all the kids, are culpable.

2) Men are afraid of a group of women crying. This one makes me laugh not because we ladies were discussing humorous topics but because of the looks our husbands and brothers and bros-in-law gave us as they scampered quickly through the living room where we were talking. And because my tears are so frequent and so unstoppable sometimes I have to laugh at their reaction. Plus I loved the time that we shared as girls, giving our stories and speaking of the way God had or is helping us through life. I can almost cry again just thinking about it.

3) My mom-in-law knows how to host a party

4) Swedish cake is yummy

5) Swedish family is fun

6) You are never too young to have a screaming/crying match with a cousin

7) Poison ivy can get really big.