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| Ugh. Not these pants! |
We move into our timeshare unit with
the smooth custom of many, many years.
Everything is familiar.
Then the memories close comfortably
in around us.
Our kids learning to swim in that
pool.
Hiking the trails until they
seemed like old friends.
Picnicking.
Shopping and talking and playing
games.
Eating ice cream and Beaver
Tails.
Playing some more games.
Watching movies together.
Biking.
In a word: Paradise.
30+ years makes for a lot of
memories!
This year, our eldest son and his
family were there with Grampa and Gramma.
They had a unit of their own
right next door. So, we did what any family would do—moved their table into our
apartment and with ours, used our front room as the community dining hall.
Allowing his family of
eight-plus-one to spread out in their sleeping arrangements.
It was glorious! All meals were
eaten together, and Gramma was in heaven.
But, as with any situation where
a lot of people are co-habiting, there was the occasional…bump.
Six-year-old Granddaughter was
feeling the stress of a lot of people in the near vicinity and woke up one
morning (as my mother used to say) on the wrong side of the bed.
Her mother was trying to help her
dress for the day and the topic of choice was the reason why she couldn’t wear
the same pants she had been wearing for the previous two days.
Mom: “Why don’t you wear these
pants instead?”
6YO: “I don't like those pants!”
Mom: “Then why did you pack them?”
6YO (Loudly): “I didn't!! Dad packed them because he called me and I wouldn't
come!!!”
Sometimes the truth just sort of…spills
out.
Hilariously.
Some more pictures:
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| Forest Wood Elf |
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| The Crew |
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| Our Newlyweds |
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| More elves... |
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| We do love our biking! |
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| The gardens |
Sometimes lessons must be learned the hard way!
ReplyDeleteLovely family tradition and memories.
ReplyDeleteNext time, someone's going to come.
ReplyDeleteAh, the memories. Grandma and Grandpa had a condo on the beach. The whole family would go, for years and years. We miss it.
ReplyDeleteSomeone certainly did wake up on the wrong side of the bed that morning. Or as my special friend Becca once put it, "I woke up on the wrong side of my brain this morning!"
A delightful tradition! 30+ years of family memories in Banff sounds incredible. The candid moment with your granddaughter is both funny and endearing. Thanks for sharing these lovely photos!
ReplyDeleteI do love how idyllic this sounds!
ReplyDeleteWonderful memories for everyone. Looks like such a beautiful area.
ReplyDeleteAnonymous is me by the way! I guess I wasn't signed in. LOL
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