Six Children, spouses, and thirteen grandchildren; each room
beyond capacity, the overflow sleeping in a truck camper; menus , daily runs to
the grocery store, irregular mealtimes, and constant snacks; disposable cups
assigned and labeled; ice water served from a thermos on the deck to offer
relief for the overworked refrigerator that can’t keep up; constant hum of
washer and drier; late nights, early mornings; swimming, volley ball, a day on
the river; perpetual towels and swim suits draping the deck; smudged gliding
doors, muddy handprints on the white banister, daily vacuuming.
As my friend, Neva Scott says, “Blessed
Chaos.”
And I miss it.
Looking forward to next year.
Midnight Taco Truck Run
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| River Day |
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| Baseball Night |
Family Dance
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| One of many swim days |
glad you had a great time with all that fabulous family!
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