The Monday of Memorial Day, Bro. Matt, Sis. Tisha and their four kids stopped by to pick up their car that they left at our house through the weekend. (We are in need of some more parking for sure...lol.) They decided that they were just gonna spend the night. So we visited with them about all the big campout festivities that we had missed out on, and eventually headed to bed pretty late. Matt got up to go to work the next morning, and Tisha and the kids stuck around through lunch, then took off to begin her packing for their upcoming move.
Soon, I got a call giving me a heads up that more company was on the way. So Tisha took her four little ones and headed for her home, and now Sis. Charlene and her 4 grandkids, Bro. David and Sis. Collette and their little boy were all due in around dinner time. So I dragged out some whole chickens, and Den said he would put them on the rotisserie outside. Just in time for dinner, Bro. Doyle and Bro. Elvin pulled into the driveway with our two oldest boys, and so we, of course, invited all to say and eat.
Sis. Joyce, who had been following Sis. Charlene, and her clan, got separated from the group and called from her cell phone asking if we knew where she might be, and how to get to our house. She was pretty stressed out after being lost. All the men jumped up from the table, piled in our suburban, and headed downtown to retrieve her.
We all caught up on the campout some more. I hugged and kissed on my boys that I missed, and we eventually made sure everyone had a place to lay their exhausted little heads. The next morning I set out five different kinds of cold cereal, and whipped up some waffles for those who couldn't stomach cereal in the morning. It was busy, and yet a fun hustle bustle.
Then the phone rang again. It was Sis. Brenda coming down from Brewster with her son, Bro. Yancy, and her grandson, Ean. So we gave her directions through Portland, and they managed to arrive around breakfast time too.
Quickly, they all got news that they all had to make it back to Colorado by morning for the two men to make it to work. This hadn't been in their plans, but they managed to round up everyone's belongings, pile in to the stack of cars lined up down the street, and drive away.
Sis. Charlene and her crew will be back in two weeks to start her move, from Oklahoma, out here. This assembly is growing and picking up speed! Thank you Lord!