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Labor Day a chance to catch up with family

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

I had a quite interesting time during the Labor Day holiday.

Daughter Susie and husband Mike invited me and Mike's mom Doris down to their cottage on Lake Sherwood south of Wisconsin Rapids. This has become an annual event for probably the last four or five years for their growing family. They were anticipating at least 24 or 25 at various times to come and help them celebrate. They took some vacation days and arrived on Wednesday evening.

Everyone brings food and more food, swimmin' suits, air mattresses, pillows and food and more food.

I got all of my food packed and my suitcase and pillow and numerous other things and took off to pick up Doris. We took off about 9:30 a.m. on Thursday, arrived at the cottage about 11 a.m. The coffee pot was on, so as soon as we got unpacked we sat down for a steaming cup of coffee and our visit had begun.

What a time we had. As they all began to arrive, the place looked for all the world like Grand Central Station. Suitcases all over the place; coolers here and there filled to overflowing with food and beverages. The 'fridge looked like it might explode any minute. Kids and more kids all over the place. Brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, nieces and nephews, cousins galore, in-laws and out laws, and yes three grandmas and one grandpa.

Doris is also a widow and lives by herself, so the two of us were quite overcome with all of the noise. It wasn't that we didn't enjoy it, we did; it was just so different from our very quiet apartments. We grandmas got all kinds of attention, hugs and kisses. It was good to see everyone and catch up on all the latest family news.

Of course, when the little kids began to arrive, on went the TV with cartoons. That too added to the noise and confusion.

I sat and just took it all in. What could I do, once I got hunkered down into a soft cozy couch, it was almost impossible to get out of it. All of you "oldie goldies" will understand this. Why is it our legs seem to be the first to go in our advancing years and refuse to be of any help as we try our darndest to try and gracefully get up from the couch. Am I kiddin'. We just try to get out of it any which way we can, gracefully or not.

Everyone seemed to have a joke or a story to tell, so there was much fun and laughter.

We munched our way through every imaginable snack known to man, and by supper time we, for some reason had lost our appetite. Even so, much food was consumed.

The kids enjoyed swimmin'; the older ones looking after the younger ones. It brought back lots of memories and a few tears. How could our family have grown so big?

To be continued

Marilyn Miller
The Old Grey Mare