We've recently returned from a week-long vacation with 28 members of my extended family.
Yup, you read that right. 28 people. One week. One house.
And no one left early in anger. One did try to leave early, but we lured him back and kept him under lock and key until the week was done.
It was my mother's family. We are all related through one amazing woman, my grandmother. She came as well as five pairs of aunts and uncles, my parents, cousins, and my brother and his family.
28 people. One house.
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Four generations together. My daughter, my mother, and my grandmother. Wrenn is her most recent great-grandchild. |
It wasn't just a house. It had 10+ bedrooms and 2.5 bathrooms, an extra large kitchen and two enormous dining room tables. And that was just the inside of the lodge.
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A view from the side overlooking the lake. |
It was situated on its own beach with a boat dock. We had access to our family's fishing boat, a smaller motor boat, a paddle boat, a row boat, and two borrowed jet skis.
Vacationing with three kids under five is no vacation at all, but with the help of so many family members and access to a kitchen and living room, it wasn't so bad! Wrenn and Durham were passed off between family members and Ainsley attached herself to her older girl cousins.
My cousins were gracious enough to help with the kids concerning everything!
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Papa pulled the kids on a raft. We had a rather disparate group of kids, from infant to college-age. The big boys got their turn to go fast and the little ones got a chance for a leisurely cruise. |
My family doesn't often get together without breaking out the cards. A game or two of euchre was probably played every single day.
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"You played a spade?! Even a pig has a heart!" |
The weather didn't always cooperate. It was rather cold all week, with only one day of perfect, warm, waterfun. We toughed it out on the colder days, but rain forced us inside on others.
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Playing Pictionary on a rainy day. |
One evening was spent in a spirited cornhole tournament. Another evening had a decathlon of sorts. Events included euchre, cornhole, shuffleboard, and other games. My family is a bit competitive.
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Official cornhole score sheet. |
It was all about ducks and sand castles and community dinners and late night horror movies and campfires and fireworks.
And sometimes it was about Candy Crushing in the living room with six of your family members playing on their phones. In our defense Candy Crush is like crack for people who don't actually do crack. It's probably like crack for people who do crack as well.
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Feeding the ducks with an aunt. |
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Ready to go on a jetski ride with an uncle. (He liked it, despite his constant scowl.) |
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Conning grandma into another walk down the boat dock. |
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Campfire and s'mores. |
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One of the uncles brought a golf cart. Many miles were put on this bad boy. Especially by the bad boy you see in the picture. |
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The group. Missing a few that had to leave early for work. |
Despite a few mishaps that involved a hyperventilating Mama and another that involved a trip to MedExpress, we had a wonderful time. And I think we all still like each other enough to perhaps do it again sometime.
Good thing, because we all basically live within 10 miles of each other anyway.
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Photo credit to my aunt, fireworks credit to my uncle, and spectacular sunset credit to God.
Thank you for an amazing week and an amazing family. |