So, after the whole room switching debacle, we go out to eat. Sean's sister and family were waiting at the restaurant for us...they waited for 1 hour!!
We get into the restaurant, and J, Sean's mom, proceeds to explain to the sister that we were late because WE INSISTED ON GIVING THEM OUR ROOM, AND WEREN'T WE SO GENEROUS, BLAH BLAH BLAH.
I had a couple of beers with dinner. First one was consumed before I even put my order in. Unfortunately, the table was too large for me to announce to Sean's sister why we were REALLY late...as we're leaving the restaurant, I tell her.
Fortunately, we find a short cut back to the hotel...gotta love GPS systems! We hightail it to our new digs, quickly change, and hop into bed. Oh, and I took a Xanax. How could I not? A half hour later we wake up to banging on our door- the rest of the family got back and want to "hang out". Yeah. Right. It was 11:45.
After a hearty family breakfast, it was time for the big family picture. She is all about the perfect picture. So, we donned our Norwegian sweaters (she is Norwegian and wanted us all to match). We meet in front of the big fireplace for the big photo shoot. Everyone except for Sean's parents. For some odd reason, she is upstairs, gussying up for the picture. We wait. Wait. Wait. The 7 kids start getting restless. There is 1 13 year old, a 10 year old, 9 year old, 8 year old, 7 year old, and 2 6 year olds. Four of these kids are boys. Three of them are 7 and under. Not only are they wearing a turtleneck and sweater they can't stand, they are also waiting.
I give the kids gum to keep them occupied. Reds and husband (who as I said is very sweet), make their entrance. We start assembling the group shot. She determines that she wants a picture with her own kids. Here's how the scenario unfolds.
Confusion...15 people all talking at once.
Me: "Ok, Fruit of Their Loins, get over here for a picture!!"
Most burst out laughing. The little kids don't get it. J just stares at me. I say to her, "isn't that a romantic way to look at it? If you would rather, I would be happy to call them spawn."
Picture is taken. The three kids (aka fruit of their loins) are smiling away. We then assemble the group picture. J notices the kids gum, and makes them all spit it out. The kids make it through the picture, and then come back to me looking for more gum. I give it to them. She then decides we need more group pictures. Seeing that they have gum, she flips out and makes them get rid of it.
We get through most of the pictures, she turns to look at me. I have gum, and was chewing it in between shots. She says to me "I'd better not see that gum in these pictures."
Sean's brother "Ok, one last shot!!" Everyone smile!!!
I blew a bubble.