So starting on Friday afternoon, four (out of twelve, yes, twelve) of my mom-in-law's siblings and their families (totaling to approximately 30 people) all came and crashed at our house. It might sound intimidating or daunting, but the thing to know about these Theobalds is that you will always do less when they're in your home. I'm talking, when they left, my house was much cleaner than when they came. Meals were planned and prepared and a clean-up crew helped after meals. It was so much fun to see so much life going on in our home. Unfortunately, some type of bug got the best of me over the weekend, so I was at a loss of energy for much of the weekend.
The activities that kept most entertained (besides the great conversation and mealtimes), were backyard pick-up soccer games (that left a few injuries), wrestling, and lots and lots of games. I am still sore from the brief time I played soccer on Saturday.
Ryan and I have concluded that Alexia is officially a night owl. She's always been one of those people that feels like she is missing out on something if she goes to bed while people are still here at our house. Doesn't really matter to Naiya so much. Probably one of the few ways Naiya and I are alike: sleep is so much more important. We've fought the good fight with Alexia on many occassions prior to this weekend, and we let our guard down so she could have fun. And what time did she end up staying up until, you ask? Midnight. I'm talking, blissfully happy and playing until midnight. Even when it was just her and Grandma preparing breakfast for the next morning. And what time did our three-yr-old-turned-teenager wake up? Ten in the morning. Thankfully, she is back on a reasonable schedule today.
It was so fun to break in our home in that way. I loved seeing the long line of tables for each meal, full of family members catching up, and getting to know some ones we just met for the first time!
Here are some pics from the weekend:
There was a root beer float stand, which the girls loved:
And Uncle Darryl diligently organized a game show for us on the last night. Contestants were made to wear blindfolds and guess food items using different senses.
And here are the contestants. I won't name anyone that was taking the game a bit seriously. Here's the clap to get himself ready:
A little stretch before game time:
And the onlookers:
Kari and Kevon are godsons of Uncle Paul and Aunt Colleen, who we get the pleasure of spending time with every summer as they come stay with their godparents in D.C.
Some cousins:
And the fun begins. Smell.
Taste.
And the final round each contestant had to eat what was in this cup and guess the nine ingredients. As well as guess one ingredient that does not belong in the salad.
Again, someone took this final round very seriously. I am not lying when I tell you that he chewed the food for a good five minutes. He was even switching the food to different parts of his mouth. Oh how I love my competitive man. He did crack a few smiles when he felt me taking numerous pictures of him.
Thank you Theobalds for the memories!
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