It doesn't happen often these days. With five children, five jobs spread between three of them, two scouts, a senatorial campaign, travel adventures to Idaho (for two at two separate times) and Bodega Bay (two different Dad/Daughter camping adventures), basketball games, and Life In General, we're feeling the need to carve out some time together.
And so we went to the river last night, even though I only got so far as making food before I collapsed on the couch with ughs and blechs and the declaration: "I really like being right here, on this couch." I am not sure how they managed it, but eventually I was sitting in the van, heading on down the road.
Football, hand stands, swimming, BBQ ribs, good books ... it was a fine evening.
Happy or cranky, energetic or blah, it was great to be together. All seven of us.