One summer, 16 years ago when I was pregnant with Virtue, we had seven, count them, seven Saturdays in a row where we had a family reunion to go to. That was the summer of the reunions. I love reunions but I mus confess I was burned out with reuniting after seven of them. Every branch of my family for three generations back decided to have one I guess. These days we always have at least two, the week-long vacation with my parents and sibs,and then the Hansen family reunion for my Grandma’s parents and their descendants. That one is always the first Saturday in August. I love that I can count on it being that day every year. Every few years the Shumways have one and the Hiltons do too.

This year the Hansen family reunion involved mud! The kids had a waterslide too but most of them preferred the mud in the creek next to the water slide.

I had a great time watching the kids have fun. I wanted to visit with my relatives more but I couldn’t visit and watch my toddler at the same time and keep him safe. I don’t know a lot of these relatives and some time I am going to actually go up to them and introduce myself and actually find out their name and how they fit on the family tree.

If you are ver wondering what to do at a family reunion with the kids, just find a place with mud and tell them to bring their swimsuits. The kids played happily for hours!