“So would I do it again? Probably.”
That’s how I ended my post “How I spent my summer vacation” in August 2015.
If you didn’t read it or don’t remember it, I’ll summarize…. Our vacation at the beach was 30% good and 70% sucky. Like a lot of family vacations.
But AGMA was right. I did do it again. Last week.
Miraculously, it was 90% good this year. And everybody knows that 10% is certainly within the acceptable limits for sucky.
AGMA meant to post last week while I was lounging by the pool with a Mai Tai (which actually didn’t happen…) I was in a beach house basically by myself for the first 3 days. Plenty of time to cobble together a few words.
One would think…
But, as happens so often, time got away from AGMA. And was MIA. One minute it was Sunday evening and the next it was Wednesday morning. Then my kin all descended on me and there was no time to do anything “elective” for the rest of the week.
But AGMA was ready for them. This year, I was ready for them.
The Pack n Play was all set up for Adorable Grandson. He’s nearly 2. His toy box was ready and waiting, as was his high chair. His stroller and wagon were in the garage as were all of the beach chairs and umbrellas.
Thank God for the trusty AGMA-mobile… My 2008 Prius with 110,000 miles.
After three trips to the grocery store (one in Altanta and two at the beach), the pantry and fridge were fully stocked.
There was really nothing that anybody could want for. And they didn’t.
It helped immensely that Adorable Grandson was a year older. He is walking and talking (“no” and “more” and “mama” and “dada” are some of his favorite words) and understanding well.
It also helped that we were a minute’s walk to my niece’s beach house instead of a car ride like last year. My brother and SIL were there for a week as were my two nieces, their husbands and their kids (5 of them, ages from 4 to 11)
The niece’s house was the house of insanity, activity and craziness. Unless the kids were on their iPads. Then you could hear a pin drop.
But Adorable Grandson loved, loved, loved his second cousins and joined in the fray as much as he could. Between running around with the older kids and running around on the beach, the little critter was exhausted every evening. He went to bed each night with nary a whimper.
My younger son, who can be a bit inflexible at times, was pretty mellow and loved being the “crazy uncle” to Adorable Grandson.
My husband spent the whole time grinning after Adorable Grandson christened him “Bump-pa”. AGMA still has no name other than “nana” but I think Adorable Grandson was referring to an actual banana and not me.
My stressed out, over worked older son and pregnant DIL got some much needed R&R, and were much nicer to all of us this year.
So, I did it.
I feel like Clark Griswold at the end of Christmas Vacation. After many dismal failures, AGMA finally orchestrated a family event that everybody enjoyed.
I’m still dizzy with the feeling of success. Or maybe just dizzy from my new meds – not sure which…
So the question is…will there be a repeat in 2017? Probably not… Families, like life, are always in a constant state of change and evolution.
There will be a new addition to our family. Adorable Grandson will be joined by Adorable Granddaugther in November. And my older niece told me her family was planning on going somewhere else next year on vacation to expand their kid’s horizons. So my brother and SIL, and my other niece and her family probably won’t come either.
My sister and BIL couldn’t make it this year because of illness. They probably won’t come next year if my brother isn’t there.
It’s like dominos falling.
But no matter what happens, or where people go or don’t go, AGMA will always have the memory of last week. The week when I saw everybody in my family actually smile and get along and enjoy each other’s company.
We will always have the Isle of Palms 2016.
Play it once Sam. For old times’ sake
Play it Sam.