My cousin Katlyn graduated from high school and had a great celebration. All the family was really excited. Would she pursue the athletic career her dad wanted for her or the science one her mom preferred? (As she just wants to paint and write, you'd think that she would just stay home and write. But no, she took after her father and joined the sports career. Of course, that was the first full-time job that her mom chose too.)

Her dad (my Uncle Russ) is a superstar who likes to wear shades all the time.

Anyway, I too graduated (though it was only from grade school), and now I attend the high school where Katlyn went. I had a great party to celebrate.

I did cut my hair since then, but I decided against wearing shades myself.

Some more shocking news we experienced was the fact that Mom was pregnant again. The look on my Aunt Kimberly's face was priceless!

The rest of us took the news in stride.

We now have a little brother named Kurtis. Dad says he'd like to have another little girl, so who knows, maybe Mom and Dad will surprise us yet again.

Uncle Russ moved out saying something like "Eight is enough."

He now lives here and is trying to convince Aunt Kimberly that she should move in with him. Once upon a time, many generations ago, some old spinsters lived there. It looks like the kind of house a sports legend should have, doesn't it?

After he moved out, my Cousin Kimberly changed to the science career. Now she spends a lot of time gardening.

One morning, we were sitting around eating pancakes and waffles and my little sister complained about a dirty plate someone left lying on the table.

My Uncle Kaden came in and took care of it though. He likes to pre-wash the dishes. He is such a slob, yet his neurotic trait ensures that he cleans up all the plates later.

Of course, my younger sister isn't really my little sister any more. She is now in high school too.

I wish everyone took better care of themselves.

I'm athletic and I like to stay in shape.

I've decided that I want to be a leader of the free world, but my experiments with reading others' thoughts isn't working very well.

I help take care of my little brother sometimes.

My dad is super bad, so you'd think he wouldn't help out much.

However, sometimes, he plays guitar to entertain Kurtis while the rest of us are sleeping.

My great, great, great, ... grandmother Kyanna plays guitar too. She swiped one of the guitars we had and keeps it in her own personal inventory. She's probably the one who bought it several generations ago though, so it's okay.

It is nice having ghosts around. They can help with homework.

They do most the cooking too.

In addition to ghosts, we have some magical gnomes. People say that they never see them move, but I caught a shot on my camera once.

Sometimes they move to really inconvenient spots like right in the way of getting somewhere, but they sure are cute and have the greatest poses.

They can be quite entertaining.

I swear they talk to the money trees.