We had a few days together as a family before the serious business of saying goodbye to our mother/grandmother. We ate. We drank. We reminisced. But mostly, we laughed and the finger moustache is always funny.Well, hello Dali. That's not a bong in front of Lisi. I'll explain later.My sister-in-law, Evelyn, makes a point. I know, a monocle is needed.Aw, even a moustache can't take away the sweetness of our Mary.
Kate was a little unclear on the concept at first,
but she caught on in the end. (if a bit askew)
I like to think Mom would have been giggling along with the rest of us. Or she's writing in her diary in Heaven about her irreverent kids.