It WAS a wild weekend!

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*Lest you are considering skipping this post due to the last few days of overly-dramatic reactions to life's little challenges, I assure you there is NO whining and fussing this time!* :)

Last weekend we spent 48 fun-filled hours with my whole family.
They made the 7-8 hour trek from Roseau, Badger, TRF area in 3 vehicles with 7 adults and 5 children under 7.
I was delighted to be on the "receiving" end of their presence instead of the "driving and riding" end.

The boys woke that morning asking to see their cousins and grandparents.
They just couldn't get here quickly enough!
"When are my friends going to be here, Mom?"
"I bery miss them and can't wait to see them."

Finally the caravan arrived and the fun began!
It's amazing how quickly everyone settles in with the bigger kids heading downstairs, the little ones up with the family.
It's starting to get easier as our kids are growing up a bit.
No longer needing the constant attention because rest-assured there's a tattle tale or 2 in the group to keep us aware of any situations that arrive.

It was a whirlwind of good stuff:

Hellos
Pizza
Swimming
Sleepless nights
Coffee
Napless days
Coffee
Mall of America
Aquarium
New Transformers
Children's Museum
Easy supper
Broken oven
Cold meds
Card games
Video games
Bored Board Games
Fighting
Mom's fudge
Hugging
Playing
Goodbyes
"Mom, I bery miss my cousins..."

Grandma Kerri and Clairey

Sam and Caleb

Lexi and Caleb
The "big" kids: Ivan, Addy, Caleb, Lexi, Sam and little Deegan

Ivan, Caleb and Addy painting their faces!


Lexi and Sam face painting at the Children's Museum

Finished product!

Claire, Ledger (mid-topple) and Deegan

"This really is fun, don't you think, Ledger?"

Claire in her new Valentine's dress from G'ma!
Until next time!!

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  1. mandirookerFebruary 17, 2011 at 9:48 PM

    That looked like a great weekend! All the great memories of family/ cousins. Thanks for the pictures! Your family picture is a great one too!

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