THIS motley crew of cousins gathered to celebrate Passover together. The Gitelsons are multiplying at break-neck speeds!
This year marks baby Olive's first Pesach. Owen gave her some extra snuggles for being the youngest of our tribe. Archie gave Julia hugs for being the eldest. Poor Josh-- stuck in the back row.
In a remarkable show of clown car proportions, we managed to fit a miniature farm and four of the five kids in the tub. Thanks to Robin and her photoshop expertise for the placement of Mr Bubble.
The adult "kids" and grand babies gathered on the lawn for a traditional group shot. There were 5 of these pictures to pick from. Uncle Ben's eyes were closed of at half mast in every one. I think he is related to my mother.
Tragically, all the indoor pics had glaring sunlight making it impossible to get a clear shot. Nanny, Poppy and Lily are in this one. They are three of the thirteen blurry orbs of light.
The playroom's newest goody was a tent and tunnel combo. Here, Archie reenacts the Jews escape from slavery through glowing tunnels of purple and red synthetic fabrics. Oh, I'm sorry, are you not familiar with that portion of the Old Testament? Read it again, you'll find the passage.
Can you tell they are blood relatives?
Julia took really good care of Owen. She was often alone in the playroom with Arch and Owen (parents never more than a room away) and we'd hear her telling them what to do. They dutifully followed her commands and in return she put up with two two and a half year old boys.
Josh (seen here in a self-portrait) is very lucky to have such a wonderful and tolerant older sister!
So how does one deal with a weekend in a cape cod house packed with 5 kids, 8 adults and three barking dogs? We have our ways.
THIS motley crew of cousins gathered to celebrate Passover together. The Gitelsons are multiplying at break-neck speeds!
This year marks baby Olive's first Pesach. Owen gave her some extra snuggles for being the youngest of our tribe. Archie gave Julia hugs for being the eldest. Poor Josh-- stuck in the back row. 
In a remarkable show of clown car proportions, we managed to fit a miniature farm and four of the five kids in the tub. Thanks to Robin and her photoshop expertise for the placement of Mr Bubble. 
The adult "kids" and grand babies gathered on the lawn for a traditional group shot. There were 5 of these pictures to pick from. Uncle Ben's eyes were closed of at half mast in every one. I think he is related to my mother.
Tragically, all the indoor pics had glaring sunlight making it impossible to get a clear shot. Nanny, Poppy and Lily are in this one. They are three of the thirteen blurry orbs of light. 
The playroom's newest goody was a tent and tunnel combo. Here, Archie reenacts the Jews escape from slavery through glowing tunnels of purple and red synthetic fabrics. Oh, I'm sorry, are you not familiar with that portion of the Old Testament? Read it again, you'll find the passage. 
Can you tell they are blood relatives?
Julia took really good care of Owen. She was often alone in the playroom with Arch and Owen (parents never more than a room away) and we'd hear her telling them what to do. They dutifully followed her commands and in return she put up with two two and a half year old boys.
Josh (seen here in a self-portrait) is very lucky to have such a wonderful and tolerant older sister!
So how does one deal with a weekend in a cape cod house packed with 5 kids, 8 adults and three barking dogs? We have our ways.
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The Biblical passage is:
I Mylar 12:16-32
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