We're going to Missouri. I'm relatively certain that I've never been farther east than Yellowstone Park. So, this will be new. We will be attending a grand family reunion. It will consist of my maternal grandparents, their children, their children's children, and their children's children's children. If you think that sounds like a lot of people, you have no idea. My grandparents have 13 kids and I'm thinking all 13 will be there with the exception of maybe one. Those kids have 66 kids amongst themselves. Or 64. I don't remember. And then there are something like 12 or 15 great grandkids. There will be about 100 people there, and again, that's just Grandma and Grandpa and down. No great aunts or uncles, no second cousins (except among the youngest ones). We've reserved an entire campground.
I'm pretty sure I've met all 60 of my cousins at some point, but I haven't seen most of them in several years.
I had to borrow some (a LOT) money from family in order to be able to go. We're flying! I can't even wait to see the kids' reactions on a plane for the first time. My first time on a plane was when I was 15 and I thought it was pretty awesome. I don't know how my kids will react. I don't know if they'll be screaming in terror or jumping for joy. Either way it'll be awesome and I will be adequately armed with camera and motion meds, just in case.
I have a lot to do because we're leaving tomorrow after work to Boise so as to be near the airport in time for our exceedingly early flight on Friday. I don't anticipate getting much sleep, so I don't know how quickly I'll be posting our awesome adventures in Missouri!