Nothing says family get together quite like hordes of people that are or aren't related to you.
Fifteen of us, to be exact. Including eight of us sleeping in one room. And thirteen of us crammed into a suburban. Well, that hasn't happened yet, but it's going to later.
Now that we have consumed an unknown number of pancakes and large quantities of hot water we are preparing to take on the world. Or a wedding and then Portland.
Regardless of what we do or don't do, we are going to have a good time doing it. And there will be a lot of discussion about it.
Good times to follow.