Once again, it is about community.
I’m big on it.
So it is no surprise that even when we scraped together all of our Marriot points and cashed them in for a two night stay with two double beds (yes, I did end up sleeping on the floor for part of one night!) at the JW Marriott—the part of the weekend that stands out for me is not the beautiful accommodations, the pools and slides, or the brunch that has my absolute favorite breakfast treat (smoked salmon with capers). It is not even the fact that I didn’t have to cook (or clean up) for TWO WHOLE DAYS.
It was the evenings on the lawns.
In the evenings the hotel seems to have families bubbling out of the marbled floored lobby and onto the lawn and the adjoining golf course. This is where community comes alive with new connections, shared laughs. . .and some great games.
Someone brought out a football and a game of touch football began. Another area had a soccer game in full throttle.
Some of my boys ended up joining the dad and kids who brought the whiffle ball and bat.
Scott threw the football to some of the kids.
Maddie did cartwheels with a freshly made friend.
Of course the free smore’s from 6:00-8:00 pm help get the party started. Ours seemed to be continually charbroiled.
And the multiples community was well represented. I was totally distracted by the number of twins, especially the number of babies. I felt compelled to meet all of them and to literally ask the parents how they decided to come here! It wasn’t an accusatory question. I actually felt a little envious that these parents had the gumption to take their circus on the road.
But I understand the need to get out. . .to think that really your life hasn’t changed that much. . .that with multiples you are just like everyone else with kids. . .the need to enjoy moments of the summer even when life feels just a little crazy and out of control. Truly, maybe these parents just needed to be around other people for a weekend.
This is how I want our summers to go. More craziness that we will remember fondly in the months to come. More casual gatherings with friends and family. More pick-up games that involve everyone who wants to play. More community where we build these memories with others.
The funny thing is that in that bucket list of things we wanted to do this summer–and by August 15 have a sense of accomplishment that we checked a good portion of them off–really becomes another to-do list. And, the moments of the summer to remember aren’t those accomplishments, but the ones that you didn’t expect but that seem to be engraved in your memory of “it doesn’t get much better than this.”