Four Generations

We went over to my dad's after the reunion with my mom. It was Father's Day today. We went to church with dad and then spent the day doing a ton of stuff. Dad said, "this is why you have kids when your young." He was completly worn out after the day was done. He was happy to see us go. Holly was there with her three kids too. It was a little bit of mayham.
Dad, Granpa Brent, and Connelly moving the huge lawn. I wouldn't be able to do it without a riding lawn mower.
Dad has a one eyed dog, Sargent. I was trying to get a pix of the one eye, but was unsuccessful. I will try again. Connelly torments the dog.
This is my grandma Ruby, Connelly's Great Grandma Ruby Cleveland. She is really sick and is on hospice. I really wanted to get a picture before she dies with Connelly. It was a challenge but I think that it turned out okay. Grandma doesn't remember much, but she sure remembered me and going huckleberry picking and how I spilt them. She will obviously remember that until her dying day, even with alzheimers.
Great Grandpa Jack Cleveland. What a handsome man. He is taking care of grandma 24/7. It is so hard I'm sure.

Here is four generations. Right to left: Great Grandpa Cleveland, Grandpa Brent, Dad-Nate, and Connelly.