
Last month, my husband and I had the privilege of attending a multi-day family reunion for the descendants of his parents at the location shown above. My husband has 8 siblings, and all 9 children of his parents attended the reunion. 7 of the 9 children are married, and all 7 spouses were there. We gathered from across the USA at an Airbnb in Morgan UT. 2 of the siblings live on the East Coast, 2 live in Colorado, and then 5 live in Utah. The last time we all gathered was July of 2023. This reunion was planned with the first generation in mind, meaning my husband and his siblings, according to their schedules. My husband’s parents have both passed on, but I’m confident they were smiling from heaven. Some of the next generation attended, including 2 out of my 7 children, and 4 out of their 35+ cousins. The grandchildren/cousins were welcome to come, but most of them didn’t make it. It wasn’t planned for them. My sister-in-law rented this Airbnb to stay at in September because it was cheaper than renting it in the summer. September might seem like a strange time to have a family reunion, but my 17 year-old-son is the youngest grandchild and the only grandchild still high school age or younger. None of the other siblings have children going to school younger than college so no one complained about going in September and disrupting school schedules. We homeschool so we are a lot more flexible about school schedules.

Here’s a recap of the splendid time we had. First I’ll give you an overview of the logistics then I’ll give a you a daily breakdown of events. Breakfasts and dinners were provided and cooked by whoever was in the kitchen at the time. Then we were on our own for lunch. That was the plan, planned out by two of my sisters-in-law. I wondered if it would work. For previous reunions we have either have the meals catered or assigned meal prep and meal clean-up chores. Truthfully, I think my two afore-mentioned sisters-in-law did most of the cooking, at least the dinner. People fixed their own breakfasts using the food that those two sisters brought: eggs, bacon, sausauge and fruit. I noticed only one of the males helped with clean-up and all the females helped. I haven’t talked to my sisters-in-law yet to see if they were OK with how this all panned out.
Anyway, here’s the daily breakdown of what we did.

Day 1: Thursday
After almost a year of planning, the big day arrived! We gathered in the late afternoon and evening at the Airbnb, the Morgan View Manor, which is the home shown in these photos. Kudos to my sister-in-law who found and reserved the place, and my two sisters-in-law who went to Costco in the morning on the way to pick up all they food they planned for the menus and drove it up. The Airbnb rental fee was paid for by the family reunion fund, which various family members have contributed to through the years. Our reunions used to be every every other year and now they are every other three years. We’ve had many reunions in Provo UT, one at Lake Powell UT and one in Colorado.

That morning, I had to teach a class in at my homeschool co-op for two hours. Then I buzzed home (a 5 minute drive, so different from our Arizona days when a trip to our weekly co-op/commonwealth classes was 90 minutes one way! (Another post of our AZ school is here)). I ate my lunch, then my husband and I packed our bags and embarked on the almost 2 hour drive to get to the Airbnb reunion home. My husband wanted to take the scenic drive through Provo Canyon, so we did. It was so lovely! We listened to Dolly Parton’s book, Songteller, which I had recently got with my Everand subscription. I’ve been on a Dolly Parton binge since her passing (RIP Dolly dear). It was fun to hear about her history including her big family. When we arrived we picked our bedroom from the choices of what was left and unpacked.

The nicer bedrooms were already picked, the ones with queen beds, so we got one of the bedrooms with just bunk beds, as shown below. Not ideal, but OK for three nights. No way was I climbing up and down a ladder in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, which inevitably happens with my middle-aged-mother-of-7 bladder. So my husband was a gentlemanly good sport and took the top bunk, even though he often has to make a nocturnal bathroom visit as well. I also didn’t want to sleep on the middle or bottom bunks and worry about hitting my head when I woke up by sitting up. I just wasn’t sure if I’d remember not to sit up abruptly. So we moved the bottom mattress onto the adjacent floor for me to sleep on. Dear husband slept on the top bunk and my teen son slept on the middle bunk for the one night he was there.



It was fun to explore the place and see the amazing features: 9 bedrooms, a theater room with an adjoining kitchenette featuring a popcorn machine as shown below,

a huge balcony giving a great view of the sunset, a game room, and so much more!

Some of the sibs arrived after us. Then the whole family had dinner (meat, pasta, and sides), helped with dishes or avoided helping with dishes, and went to bed. It felt so weird to have awakened to regular homeschool duty that morning, and then that night, to go to bed in a different place, on a family vacation. My youngest child (the only one left in the nest) didn’t come with my husband and me because of band practice. He drove up late that night after the practice was over, and spent the night with us. His cousin/close friend was so surprised to see him! Cousin Matthew thought he was arriving the next day. My son could only spend that night and most of the next day at the reunion. He had to get back to another band commitment for Friday night and all day Saturday. Out of my 7 children, 2 came to the reunion. We saw the rest of them at our own descendants reunion last July, as recapped here.

Day 2: Friday
First, I got to go shooting! I’ve mentioned before, over here, that I have a brother-in-law who loves to go shooting whenever he can with his leisure time, usually on some weekends or holidays. We were going to go shooting on Christmas Day 2024 but then got sick and/or rained out. Just like I like to go thrifting with my free time, he goes shooting, except I can’t/won’t go thrifting on Christmas. Almost two decades ago, we (meaning my husband and I and 7 children) were en route to a family reunion on my mom’s side, for the descendants of her parents, and stayed at the home of this same bro in law and his wife, my husband’s sister, the night before the reunion started.

They lived in St. George UT at the time, and the reunion was in Overton NV, where my mom grew up. It was the morning of Thanksgiving Day, and my brother in law offered an impromptu shooting session to my husband and older children, before we took off for the reunion later in the day, which was an hour’s drive away. I had to stay with the baby and young children, with my sis-in-law and her babies, and the rest of the clan, age 11 and up, went shooting. Then we were late to the reunion, which bugged me a bit. It was the first time my older children had ever gone shooting so quite exciting for them. So fast forward 17 years later and here I am again at reunion time, with no babies or young children in tow, so I finally got to go shooting. Yay!!!! I know it was 17 years ago because my 17-year-old son was just a few months old at the time.

I got to try my hand, literally, at four guns: two handguns, a rifle, and an automatic rifle. I enjoyed it and got within an inch of the bullseye. Anytime we shot the gun we got to shoot a whole round of ammo. Then we would cease fire for the whole range and change the paper targets to fresh ones and change guns or take a break so others could have a turn, then shoot again. We had a glorious whole two hours of the shooting range to ourselves with 7 out of the 9 siblings being there. My hubby had to work remotely on his laptop back at the manor and for some reason one of his brothers didn’t go.

Next, we went back “home” to the manor. I ate my late breakfast. I brought my favorite DIY Greek yogurt to use as breakfast or lunch or brunch each day, in case I didn’t want what was available for breakfast. Some of the group settled into watching Hunger Games in the theater. I read the book years ago for the parents’ book club of my afore-mentioned AZ commonwealth. The founder of the commonwealth, Olivia, saw tons of Christian symbolism in the book and convinced me to read it. I’ve been wanting to watch the movie ever since and discuss it. Then we got word that some of the group was going to Crown Burgers in Layton UT for lunch, so we all put a bookmark in the movie to go to lunch. This was to celebrate the birthday of one of my brothers-in-law. It was his birthday that very day.

After lunch we (most of the group) went to the Hill Air Force Base Museum, which I had been to once, back when I was a younger mom living in Layton. I didn’t get much out of the visit then, with four little children in tow, including the bossy oldest sibling in the group. He was around 11 at the time and kept telling his younger siblings what to do, usurping my role. So the trip was spoiled by that and me telling him to stop being the boss/mother. I didn’t get much out of the trip this time either. It was much more fun to trail behind the rest of the group, being led by a tour guide, so I could gab with my married daughter and sister-in-law who lives in North Carolina. We talked about all sorts of things, so much so that I didn’t completely read a single sign all the way through. I felt like I was in first grade, sitting next to a chatty best friend in circle time, only we didn’t get in trouble because we stayed far enough behind the main group so as to not disturb their tour. Such a delightful time!

That night we had dinner of taco salad. I played a few rounds of Bananagrams with my married daughter and one of my sisters-in-law and nephew.

Then most of us all sat in a circle in the big gathering room and answered questions. My sis-in-law, the oldest sister of the family (she was born after three boys and had blond hair so she is “Goldilocks” and the three brothers are called the “Three Bears’) asked all the questions. Big Sis went around the circle and asked questions like the following, as she drew out slips of paper with the questions from a little bag.
“What is the accomplishment you are most proud of?”
“What is your favorite birthday memory?”
“Did you have a favorite pet?”
“Who was involved with your first kiss?”
This was lots of fun, especially to learn from the in-laws. At previous Shumway reunions (which do have programmed events, unlike reunions on my side that are mostly unprogrammed) we have only heard memories from the 9 siblings. My married daughter said it was nice to hear from her aunts and uncles who are spouses of the siblings. Most of the 9 siblings are loud, and they have each mostly married a quiet spouse. I’ve also noticed that after 3 decades of going to this particular family reunion (every 2-3 years), the same stories got repeated over and over and over. It was so refreshing to hear some new stories! My brother-in-law, who is the husband of Goldilocks/Big Sis, told the story of the time Kenny Loggins did a concert he attended at the BYU Marriott Center in 1983. He accidentally fell 7 feet off the darkened stage, breaking three ribs, so he had to spend the next three weeks at the hospital in Provo, where he charmed all the nurses. He did come back to Provo to finish the concert, and dedicated it to the nurses.

After the questions, some people sat around talking. Some went to soak in the hot tub. Some of us played more Bananagrams (including me, 🙂 ).

Day 3: Saturday
Some went hiking. Some went to the Lagoon amusement park. The rest of us enjoyed a relaxed morning and then headed to Crystal Hot Springs in Honeyville UT. I rode to the hot springs with my married daughter and two grandsons. The drive was almost an hour long so we had some great time to talk. I’ve heard about this place for years. I finally got to go! I went down the waterslide with my grandson in my lap and had loads of fun screaming the whole way down. I enjoyed relaxing in the pools heated by the hot springs, visiting with family members.

That night, we had grill night for dinner with burgers and dogs. Then I got to play the Moods board game with two sisters-in-law and a brother-in-law. This is such a fun game as long as people are good sports, willing to “put their pride in the bag,” and act out different moods. I love playing it with people who are good sports whenever I can. Among other moods, I got to act out the moods “flirtatious,” which I did by batting my eyelashes, and “indignant,” which I acted out with a hand on my hip and flip of my head. My acting of those two moods got 100% of the votes, whereas my acting of other moods didn’t garner the correct interpretations. I correctly identified “girlish” and “perky” when acted out by others. If I taught a drama class, I would be using this game at least monthly! It is so fun! One of my absolute favorite party games!
While I was playing Moods, a niece, her husband, and nephews in the 20s age range retreated downstairs to play Skull King. This is one of my grandson’s favorite card games so he joined them and ended up coming in 4th place out of 6 players. Pretty good for being 7 years old! It was nice that the manor had three tables/counters as surfaces for playing games, so three games, even four if two games are played on the kitchen island, could be going on at once.


Then I got to play Gardening Scrabble with one sister-in-law. my grandson, and my daughter. My daughter won. I didn’t play cutthroat like I usually do because my grandson was on my team. Sometimes we played short words that he created on his own :-). I love this version of Scrabble so much better than the regular version, because of the special powers of the seed packets and the bonus points you get if you use gardening words. Then it was time for bed. What a wonderful day!

Day 4: Sunday, Time to Say Good-bye
We had to check-out by 11 AM. After check-out, some of us spent an hour standing on the front lawn talking. Being with relatives means there’s always so much to talk about and having a hard time saying goodbye. Finally, after an hour we tore ourselves away. My husband and I drove home, taking the scenic route again. It was such a lovely fall Sabbath morning! We listened to our church sacrament meeting in YouTube. It was just amazing to hear faith-in-Jesus-promoting stories from members of our congregation as we zoomed along the freeway, seeing the rolling green hills and trees. On the screen, I could see my son on the stand behind the sacrament table. I’m grateful that he gets up and gets himself to 9 AM church while his parents are absent. We got home, had lunch, and unpacked. Then we took a nap! Then I settled into our normal Sabbath Day activity of Come Follow Christ scripture study, writing an email to my missionary and watching Relative Race.

I left the reunion with such a warm glow in my heart. I kept thinking of the words of the song below, from the Children’s Songbook of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
“I Have a Family Tree” by Mary Ellen Rex Jolley
Verse 1:
“I have a fam’ly tree
With branches by the dozens.
I have grandpas. I have grandmas.
I have uncles, aunts, and cousins.”
Verse 2:
“When it’s reunion time,
No matter what the weather,
It is such a happy day
When the fam’ly gets together.”
Yes it was such a happy day when the family got together! I give the reunion 5 out of 5 stars and the Morgan View Manor 4/5 stars. It gets 4 stars just because we were told only 18 people could stay but there were beds for 27.

Families are such gifts. Family reunions are a foretaste of heaven. I’m so grateful I got to go. My heart grieves for families who have family members who don’t want to be part of their family. I have hope that through Jesus Christ, hearts will be mended and healed so that all families who want to be reunited, will be reunited. Just last Sunday at church, I heard the testimony from a good man who said that after 7 years of having a brother who stepped away from coming to any family gatherings, he finally came to one. It was the evening after this month’s General Conference, when his family gathered to discuss General Conference over cookies. So if you are in that situation of estranged family members, don’t give up hope!
The gospel of Jesus Christ is based on family life. No matter who you are, single or married, someone with lots of siblings or none, someone adopted or not, you have family in some form. You can do something to strengthen whatever family you are in. You can do something to prepare for a future family. I hope you have a happy time doing something to strengthen family bonds. I testify that Jesus Christ is real, and He makes these family bonds eternal, because of His atoning grace. I’m so grateful for that and for Him. I’m also grateful for President Dallin H. Oaks, who speaks for Jesus as a prophet to the whole world. This talk he gave below inspired my sister-in-law to plan our reunion.





































































