the family reunion

This month we had our very first family reunion, on my side. My mummy wanted it real bad-like so someone made it happen.

Not sure who it was, maybe my sister?

Anyway, four nights in a lodge in Waterton with 31 people. At first I was like, "Yippee!!!!! A family reunion!!!!!!" And then as time went on I found that exclamation marks were falling by the wayside and eventually it got to the point where I was like "A family reunion????? Whose idea was that????"

Mmmmm, skunk spray jelly beans.

And then I got there. And saw all my people in the same place. And I was all "Only four nights with all my people??" It just wasn't enough. The cuteness from the little ones was too much. We played and ate (oh mercy did we eat) and swam and walked and ate ice cream and played funny games that involved jelly beans that tasted like boogers and skunk spray and barf and an assortment of ill-tasting things. The kids had an amazing time together and all the grown ups got along. Not that the grown ups in my family don't get along but four nights in a lodge? C'mon, that's a recipe for disaster.

AmIright?





The man and I even sneaked away for a romantic dinner in Montana that may have included a steak the size of my head.

The time flew by. I loved it. It was a really great and wonderful and lovely experience. Except, my iPhone does not take great pictures at said lodge.

And then this happened...