What do you think about when you hear the word Family? Do you think of family reunions or going to the nearest park with 25 to 30 people? I know that we’ve done that on more than one occasion. I know I think of lots of people, lots of food and no where to sit down.
The last time we got together it was at my Paw-Paw’s house. There were so many people that we had to make pallets on the floor at bedtime. My favorite time of the day is when it’s time to eat. I can still hear kids coming into the kitchen and asking “Is breakfast ready yet!” at least every couple of minutes, and one of the adults saying, that “It will be ready when it’s ready!” My Paw-Paw is in his 80’s and he still gets up every morning, at sunrise, to feed the chickens and cows. If you’re lucky you can sit and watch it with him as he drinks his coffee.
There is never a time when a kid or heaven forbid all of us are in trouble for something. We’re either getting in trouble for fighting who gets to be the banker in “Monopoly”, or who gets to spin first in the game of “Life.” I laugh just thinking about it. We have a family game called 42; it’s a domino game that we play every time we get together. Paw-Paw tells stories about him and Uncle Frank, A.K.A. Uncle Hairy, who’s really bald, about them playing for hours and making up stories about previous games. Like the time, supposedly, Uncle Frank beat Paw-Paw, but it’s one of the stories that change with every telling. Every time the kids come in and ask what’s being played or if they can play and losing interest after about 5 minutes and the trying to get there spot back in the game that they just left.
That’s my most treasured memory about my family. Where ever we go if it’s to the park, or to someone’s house, we all way’s have fun. Which is what you’re supposed to do right? Just treasure your family wither you have 5 or 35 people. You may think that you have a weird family but everyone has the one loony that drives you crazy. So just because they give you a headache just ignore it and love them anyway.
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