My brother Paul is in town....

from his east coast home for a conference at McCormick Place, and happily he decided to combine work with some back-to-his-roots family time.

All of my brothers were together yesterday afternoon putting up this fence at our Momma’s house...


while us womenfolk were inside preparing a “Myra Lee” foodfest.

Being Paul doesn’t live here and misses out on our Momma’s cooking most of the time, she made one of her special dishes for him – her noodles.

Now these aren’t just any old noodles – these are drenched in a homemade gravy TO DIE FOR noodles.

Paul, being the guest of honor at dinner and the misser-outter-of-noodles-most-of-the-year, got to have the first helping....

and it wasn’t until I took this picture that I noticed and commented on how pointy his balding head looks.

Which is probably why under most circumstances he is donning a cap.

Like the one he was wearing yesterday when our mom had these BEAUTIFUL flowers delivered to her house from Paul’s sons, Jacob and David for Grandparent’s Day (way to go KB!)....


But pointy-balding-headed - hatted or not....

i love him a lot

ps - i forgot my four brothers did get help with the fence from our youngest and cutest nephew...

who can say aunt sue