
There were people in every room of my house. Even the unfinished basement.

There were over 90 people here...holy cow.



So many of Jamison's favorite people came.

The line just kept coming and coming. Matt would come and give me updates on how many people were left so I could figure out how much food we still needed.

Some of my parent's missionaries came to say goodbye.

Jamison and some future missionary nephews.

Dave and Doreen, cousins on my dad's side.

Grandma and Grandpa Boothe were sad to say goodbye, but so excited for him.
4 comments:
90 PEOPLE?!? Oh bless you Laurie.
It seems like yesterday Jamison was the baby I was holding when you guys came to visit in Texas. (Ok, it doesn't seem like yesterday, but MAN- life goes by fast!)
Wow! What a woman! Do you need a nap? Call me!
90 people! that is insane! How on earth did you feed all those people?? were you expecting that many people??
Brooke, yeah we were expecting that many. We had planned around 60ish but the day before we found out that a lot more college friends were coming than we had planned on. It worked out pretty well. Tara and I made taco salads, which we were able to stretch really far. We even had a few leftovers.
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