That evening Nic and Karla had Mexican food catered and it was amazing. We teased them about being Californified because they had a caterer, but it was marvelous. Plus, we ate leftovers the rest of the reunion!
The guacamole and salsa were delish! La fuente! Bon apetite... oh wait, that's the wrong language!
Promptly after dinner Brian and I came up with some games so we headed to the park. We had 3 different races and opted to organize each race by gender. We let the girls go first. The initial race was the shoe race. Each contestant has to remove their shoes and line up on the starting line. Brian then took the bag of shoes to the finish line where they were to find and put shoes on before racing back to the starting line.
There may have been a male interference of the girls' shoes... But they still had a good time.
The boys followed where Jared, without shoes, had an unfair advantage.
To be perfectly honest I can't remember who won either race... I think Nicole won the girls and Zachary won the boys....
Next they had to squeeze a ball between their knees and try to walk without dropping it. Brian had to continually move the finish line closer. Otherwise this would have taken all night.
Every time one of them would get remotely close, they would drop the ball and have to start over.
Finally they discovered hopping...
Which led to a very speedy boy's race.
of pure hopping!
The final race for the kids was a 3 legged race. At the starting line, I was feeling a bit sorry for poor little Xiana and Jared. They are so little and didn't stand a fighting chance. I coached Xiana and told her to count one two one two in order to step in sequence. I think Jared thought I was crazy because he looked at me like I was speaking a different language. The race was on...
And putt putt putt said Little Red. This was a classic tortoise and a hare tale. The bigger girls kept falling and falling while the two little ones steadily gained on them.
Everyone was hooting and hollering and the kids were hysterically laughing as they feel down again and again...
While Jared and Xiana acted like they always walked with their legs tied together. Not only did they win, but they made it look effortless. Who would have though? It was hysterical!
Next up were the boys. Again, I thought it an unfair pairing for Ammon and Zachary to be together due to their vast height difference...
But once again, they went against all odds...
And took the gold!
The only adult race was the egg toss. We let the older kids participate as well. Perhaps we shouldn't have! It was a night for the underdogs. Ekco and Noah ended up beating us all. This was no small feat either. The final toss was substantially far away from each other. They were so proud. It was darling!
Brian claims I hurled the egg at him. Fortunately, neither of us got creamed by an egg.
I can't say that everyone was so lucky!
Some of the eggs were amazingly strong and bounced rather than cracking.
It was a rip roaring good time and we brought medals for all... and whistles which I am happy to report stayed at the park.
It was a fun night, until someone locked my keys in my car (not mentioning any names). That was a bummer since we do not have a spare. The boys attempted to break in for a while but were unsuccessful in doing so. We called a locksmith just in time for Brian to get it open. My dad was kind enough to pay the fellow half his charge for all his hard work.
That's pretty much how I felt!
And Zachary got the worst of the egg... by far. What a wonderful time spent with family. I daresay EVERYONE had a great time!
The guacamole and salsa were delish! La fuente! Bon apetite... oh wait, that's the wrong language!
Promptly after dinner Brian and I came up with some games so we headed to the park. We had 3 different races and opted to organize each race by gender. We let the girls go first. The initial race was the shoe race. Each contestant has to remove their shoes and line up on the starting line. Brian then took the bag of shoes to the finish line where they were to find and put shoes on before racing back to the starting line.
There may have been a male interference of the girls' shoes... But they still had a good time.
The boys followed where Jared, without shoes, had an unfair advantage. 
To be perfectly honest I can't remember who won either race... I think Nicole won the girls and Zachary won the boys....
Next they had to squeeze a ball between their knees and try to walk without dropping it. Brian had to continually move the finish line closer. Otherwise this would have taken all night. 
Every time one of them would get remotely close, they would drop the ball and have to start over.
Finally they discovered hopping...
Which led to a very speedy boy's race.
of pure hopping!
The final race for the kids was a 3 legged race. At the starting line, I was feeling a bit sorry for poor little Xiana and Jared. They are so little and didn't stand a fighting chance. I coached Xiana and told her to count one two one two in order to step in sequence. I think Jared thought I was crazy because he looked at me like I was speaking a different language. The race was on...
And putt putt putt said Little Red. This was a classic tortoise and a hare tale. The bigger girls kept falling and falling while the two little ones steadily gained on them. 
Everyone was hooting and hollering and the kids were hysterically laughing as they feel down again and again...
While Jared and Xiana acted like they always walked with their legs tied together. Not only did they win, but they made it look effortless. Who would have though? It was hysterical!
Next up were the boys. Again, I thought it an unfair pairing for Ammon and Zachary to be together due to their vast height difference...
But once again, they went against all odds...
And took the gold!
The only adult race was the egg toss. We let the older kids participate as well. Perhaps we shouldn't have! It was a night for the underdogs. Ekco and Noah ended up beating us all. This was no small feat either. The final toss was substantially far away from each other. They were so proud. It was darling! 
Brian claims I hurled the egg at him. Fortunately, neither of us got creamed by an egg. 
I can't say that everyone was so lucky!
Some of the eggs were amazingly strong and bounced rather than cracking. 
It was a rip roaring good time and we brought medals for all... and whistles which I am happy to report stayed at the park. 
It was a fun night, until someone locked my keys in my car (not mentioning any names). That was a bummer since we do not have a spare. The boys attempted to break in for a while but were unsuccessful in doing so. We called a locksmith just in time for Brian to get it open. My dad was kind enough to pay the fellow half his charge for all his hard work. 
That's pretty much how I felt! 
And Zachary got the worst of the egg... by far. What a wonderful time spent with family. I daresay EVERYONE had a great time! 
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