Objective #1: The Cemetery - One day a year everyone at the cemetery where CFO's Mother's Father is buried everyone puts flowers and other mementos on the headstones. Remember when cemeteries were fun places? The triplets had a great time! They also spooked me out quite a bit... One of the CFO's cousins died at birth, Kevin. He is also buried there in the family plot. So the kids are walking around exploring when I turn around to see them leaning over Kevin's headstone waving and saying "Hi" over and over.
See, I believe in the possibility of ghosts. I have not seen one but if you truly believe in life after death, as I do, then ghosts could be a very real possibility. OK, there was a small figurine of a child on the other side of the headstone but my kids do not say usually hello to pottery for 5 minutes. If this had been at night I would have grabbed the kids and been outta there. Wait, what am I thinking? We wouldn't be there at night, I don't even look at cemeteries when I drive by them at night:)
Next we went to the in-laws for lunch and the triplet's 6 month older twin cousins joined us. All five went down for a nap.
Objective #2: The Reunion - The CFO's Mother's Father's family (did you follow that?) was having a reunion. It started around 5pm, so we got there at 5:45 pm:) There is joke with the in-laws that they are sometimes if not frequently late for things. Yes, they read this blog, so there is full disclosure:) This use to drive me nuts. I live by the saying; "If you are 15 minutes early, you are on time. If you are on time, you are late. If you are late, don't bother showing up." I even told the CFO the flight for our Honeymoon was an hour earlier than it really was so we would be on time:) But we have an agreement in our household. If it is "her" event then I don't worry about when we get there. If it is "my" event then I control when we get there. So, when we arrive we know NO ONE. The CFO's Grandmother does but I don't, the CFO doesn't, my Mother-in-law and Father-in-law don't, the CFO's Aunt Rhonda doesn't, the twins and triplets definitely don't. But if you want to make an entrance, walk in with 5 toddlers:) Everyone is finished eating and the place goes silent when we walk in. You know how that happens in movies? Well, I just saw it in real life:) Then you could hear a murmur or two as word passed around who we all were and everything got back to normal. Soon some of the family began to play and sing. The triplets and twins got in the groove and started a multiples mosh pit in the front by the band.
We got home around 10 pm which is not bad if not for the car seat full of milk:) Seems William fell asleep with his sippy cup of milk upside down. So I needed to get it clean and drying for church in the morning.
Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery (1900 - 1944), "The Little Prince", 1943
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2 comments:
I just knew that the rest of the story was going to be that you were at someone else's reunion and that's why no one knew each other. However, I know what you are saying because we went to a reunion like that this summer as well. A bunch of 2nd cousins and cousins once removed that we had never met.
QUENTA AND I WERE CLOSE FRIENDS IN HIGH SCHOOL. WE HAD SO MUCH FUN TOGETHER. SHE HAD THE CAR AND WOULD PICK ME UP SO THAT WE COULD GO CRUISE "THE SQUARE" "UP TOWN". SHE WOULD ALWAYS GIVE ME A TIME TO BE READY AND I WOULD HAVE TO WAIT ON HER FOR ABOUT 2 HRS AFTER THAT TIME. SO I WOULD CALL AND ASK WHERE ARE U. SHE HAD EITHER JUST GOTTEN OUT OF THE SHOWER OR WAS JUST GETTING IN. SOMETIMES SHE WOULD SAY THAT SHE WAS FIXING HER HAIR AND WOULD ON HER WAY, AN HOUR LATER I AM STILL WAITING, (SHE HAS A LOT OF HAIR IN THE EIGHTIES). FROM WHAT U ENTERED ABOUT THE WEEKEND I SEE THAT HAS NOT CHANGED. GOOD OLE QUENTA, GOTTA LOVE HER. THESE ARE JUST A FEW OF MY BEST MEMORIES. I LOVE READING ABOUT YOUR LIFE TOGETHER. I SWEAR I AM GOING TO GET FIRED FROM STAYING ON HERE READING. I JUST GET LOST IN THE STORIES. I FORGET THAT I AM EVEN AT WORK,UNTIL THE PHONE RINGS AND BRINGS ME BACK TO REALITY. TELL HER I SAID HI. CINDY MCCLENDON WISE
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