Relative Something

If all goes according to plan, I will be waking this morning in a tent at the campground where my siblings and their families are gathering for the weekend. It has been almost a year since the passing of our mother and this is the date we picked in advance last year, for a family reunion, to assure extended family will still connect even though our matriarch is gone.

We have plenty of food and games on the plan, and maybe even some music making. However, I am expecting a possibility that there will be a bit of horseplay and verbal jousting, as well. So, in advance, I will put them all in their place, by posting pictures of them. Because I can. And I’ll probably need it as a counter measure, since, well…  they out-number me.

We’re having something of a pajama party this weekend. Here’s what that looked like when we did it a few years ago…