Early August brings the tradition of the family reunion to our home. This is the 6th annual fete hosted at our digs, and for the first time ever Mother Nature decided to join in the festivities as well. Her "gift" to us this year? A torrential downpour on Saturday morning that soaked many of the neighboring family members camped out at Hoffmaster State Park. Our traditional canoe trip unfortunately was called on account of the rain (which was a bummer, being the first time since I had Barbara that I could participate!).
Not to be deterred, our hearty clan assembled Saturday late morning and got the party started anyways (albeit indoors). Thankfully the weather cleared up and allowed us to jump in the pool by late afternoon. And Saturday evening? Well, lets just say we all had a GRAND time.
With Sunday afternoon came the odd silence that we experience as our house collectively sighs knowing that everyone has departed. The house seems to actually come alive during this weekend every year, and take on a personality of its own. Its a small glimpse of what larger families may experience as everyday normalcy. To our small unit of three, its a treat. Especially knowing that it only lasts three special, busy, chaotic, hilarious, overwhelming, but memorable days a year.
Here's to next year... "FLIP IT!"
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