Lucky me, I married a boy whose birthday always falls on or around a holiday weekend. That means the perfect excuse to go to the beach. This year we did it up and went with 4 of our favorite couples and their kids. 12 kids under the age of 7. So clearly, the only things we packed were diapers, fruit snacks, cans upon cans of spray sunscreen, and alcohol!
This weekend contained all of my favorite things:
boozy versions of board games including several near injuries while playing Catch Phrase,
hours of eating good food, long late afternoons on the beach, and 90’s rap.
Really, what more can you ask for??
We all gulped a huge cocktail and attempted to get family shots on the beach as well as a group shot of the kids. I would say a good family photograph should not be attempted until all kids are in high school. Poor Oliver couldn’t get away from grabby hands…
Here’s the whole crew…I can’t even explain how much fun I have with these people.
Every single one of them can toss out a one-liner that I laugh about for days.
And they produce some seriously cute kids as well.
They are all scarred for life from the group of adults screaming
“Look over here!!” “Say cheese!!” “SMILE dammit!”
Most importantly, we celebrated the birth of my studly husband.
He recently had to get headshots for a new work website and
can I just tell you how much this picture has been the gift that keeps on giving…
But in this group you don’t get off that easy.
I wish he were a little less self-conscience.
It was a great weekend and
I am definitely blessed that somehow we have created this little 5-some…