Xavier Figurres Out the Water
Hello everyone.
Today was the end of the reunion. We enjoyed a communal breakfast. Everyone brought their excess food to share. Xavier's great aunt Mary Jo cooked up biscuits. Because the she had bought so many, she imposed on Rebecca to bake up several of the pop-open cans of biscuits.. We also supplied several melons and some biscuits of our own (we went a little overboard provisioning ourselves Friday evening). Grandpa Danny cooked the Southern Gravy.
You had to get there early if you wanted a biscuit with your gravy. With more than sixty of them—enough for one per person with some left over—they still went fast.
After breakfast, it was family photo time. You cannot have a family gathering without the group photograph. Such events must be chronicled! We stood several poses, and made several groups.
Xavier cared little for the photos; he had serious exploring to do. Yesterday and this morning, Xavier had been wanting Daddy to turn on the sprinklers which were around the grassy area the Braaten Bunch claimed for itself. Always, I told him "no" and followed up with an explanation.
Well, the water taps at each campsite did not escape Xavier's notice either. He spent great effort attempting to turn them on, or trying to con someone else into opening one up.
As we broke camp and packed our cars, Xavier managed to turn one on (he is still freakishly strong). I think he was showing off for his cousin Molly, who helped play in the newly liberated stream.