I wrote this up back in August, but failed to post it somehow. Better late than never, I suppose.
weeks months ago, we took the ladies to Tybee Island to visit our families, and oh, it was a wonderful trip. It was… perfect? Perfect. We stayed a couple of nights at Kevin’s parents’ house, and then spent a week at a rented beach house nearby with my parents, my brother, sister-in-law, and their three kiddos. Pure chaos – five kids under five years old.
It was wonderful especially to get to spend some time with my brother’s family – we don’t get to see each other that often, nor for very long. In fact, all five cousins had only been together once, for an hour, almost a year ago – on a layover in the Atlanta airport, on our way to Tybee. So it was nice for the kids to get to actually BE together, for days. To warm up to each other (and us!), and actually PLAY. It was funny to see Eliza trying to integrate with Hank and Lucy, who of course have their sibling rhythm all worked out, their own ways of playing together. Funny to see Hazel trying to decide whether to be a baby, or a big kid, or to just eat abandoned snacks off the floor.
I think all the grandparents got lots of grandkid time. That my parents and in-laws live (relatively) near each other, and that they get along well is an enormous blessing, but can also be tough for me to balance – I very easily get myself into a tizzy about keeping everyone perfectly happy, smoothing all interactions, and not inconveniencing anyone. But this week, the set up, it just… WORKED. Everyone had time, and space. (Well, except Hazel. But she didn’t seem to mind about sleeping in the laundry room.) Eliza got to spend the night at Grandma Sherry’s house and go on some fun adventures with just her, which made me feel better about staying the bulk of the trip with my parents. My parents got a ton of downtime with all the kiddos, which made me feel better about their more limited capacity for boat-centric adventures (and the fact that the boat can’t hold the entire brood anymore).
Anyway, it was perfect. And I can’t wait to do it again next year.