Pix: Game night at the beach
On the one beach night where my mom and dad and aunt and uncle — the greatest generation, which I can say because they won't see this post for days — go out to eat, the Cooper and Brinker cousins, more than 30 of us now across two generations, are left to our own devices.
This means: Pizza Hut take-out, beer, talking on the deck until the sun goes down, tubs of ice cream, Pictionary, and loud, loud charades. It is really very wholesome except for the pizza-charade-fueled violence.
Best blog concept of the night: As Tim blogs from American Samoa, I blog an alternative, folktale-driven version. Lots of conch-blowing.
Anyway. Onto the pictures. It appears to be a friendly game…
Until IT BEGINS.
Heartwarming moment after this: He still wanted his mom on his team.
At the other end of the table, high-stakes Sequence.
"Bad breath."
Just performed "limbo."
"Hero."
Meanwhile, I got "hide" and "boomerang." Nailed them. No pix exist.
"Lawnmower" with sound effects.
No idea. Beard? Pimple? Can't remember.
Plotting.
Fam.
"Belly button." From our youngest player, who nailed it.
What are you lookin' at?
"Salute," I think. And, reprising his earlier performance, belly button.
July 8th, 2010 at 1:48 PM
How fun! I will be doing the same in a week. Although you've got me beat on cousins – I only have 18! Enjoy the rest of your vacation :)
July 8th, 2010 at 5:20 PM
And tonight — the fish cookout! Headed over there shortly, after we wake my brother, the early-morning fisherman. We turn to the multi-grill skills of cousin Matt, one of my family beard inspirations. Have a great time next week!
July 9th, 2010 at 11:03 AM
The babies are so BIG now! :)
July 9th, 2010 at 4:47 PM
They are! And there are new babies who will soon be big. More pix coming later tonight.