Every year my family sets a date to attend the one and only New York Renaissance Faire. Planning begins weeks in advance because we try to accommodate 14 adults.
And this is just my parents, siblings and their significant others.
Finding a day that works for everyone in my large strange family is nearly impossible. Unfortunately this year was one of those years. The family was down four members: my brother and his lovely new wife, my sister who moved to Chicago, and another fab sister-in-law.
Yesterday the remaining family members dressed in Renaissance garb and we took the Faire by storm. Many of the actors and Faire regulars know us well by now.
We are firm believers in dressing for occasions. You go big or you go home. We go as Scotsmen, peasants, fairies and gypsies.
The women, not so much. While the day is always an adventure, I am usually threatening to leave Hubby there by late afternoon.
I can only take so much beer and boobs.
But the munchkins thoroughly enjoy themselves. They watch shows and play games.
Yesterday was a lovely end to an eventful summer. I had planned on movie night with Hubby, but he as passed out with his glasses on and remote still in his hand by 9pm.
A definite sign of a day well spent.
Happy Labor Day. Hope its magical!
"This Mama! This!" is all she had to say.