Tuesday morning started out with me packing up all of our stuff and getting ready to leave the cottage. I was pretty mad and Matt was upset that I was so mad about some apparently deep-seated and long running family issues. Amazingly, my brother, the person in our family I am the least close to, sat down and talked me off my ledge. I could probably author an entire blog about the weirdness in my family, but I'll spare you all the details. I'll just say that all was well after he and I talked and I realized that I didn't really want to leave. We unpacked our stuff.
That afternoon the girls, Matt and I met my friend Jen and her two children for some play time at a petting zoo. She is a mama I know from a message board and Eloise and her son were both born in August 2006. Matt and I had the girls and my sister's youngest son with us, which was a blast. The kids loved feeding the animals and Jen and I had lots of fun chatting. Matt snapped tons of pictures and he and I got a feel for wrangling three little ones! It wasn't nearly as hard as I expected, though.
On the way home from the petting zoo we stopped and bought floaty rings for all of the kids. They were a HIT! After a big spaghetti dinner some of the kids and I went out swimming. The water was calm and warm and perfect for a dip. We ended up swimming until the sun sank behind the trees. I think that night was my best time at the cottage. I felt like I was 8 again and had a really, really wonderful time hanging out with the kids.