Lately we seem to be caught in a regular flurry of friends and family events weekend after weekend. I can’t really remember the last time we’ve had a quite weekend with just the 3 of us. Not that I’m complaining but I do get the feeling that the cold I am now glamorously sporting is as a result of all the running around non stop. This weekend gone was no different as we all piled into our uncles house for a day of eid celebrating. In our family that usually means a day of 6 families getting together, sitting all over the place in the house, eating non stop through the day and nattering until its pretty late. We recently discovered photos of us from over 15 years ago that paint the exact same picture of us doing the exact same sitting about and eating too much. It’s not a bad way to spend the day really!
Over the years the dynamics have changes very slowly as all the children (of which I am one) have gotten married and had their own children. There are now son in-laws, daughter in-laws and little speedy kids (of which Little Z is one) that run about all day long, play with the gazillions of Uncles, Aunties, Grandads and Grandmas and try to put away a few too many Quality streets.
This Eid was the first time Little Z enjoyed a game of Monopoly. And not just any of traditional version of Monopoly. This was the Marvel version. Suffice to say he didn’t really understand the concept of collector edition versions of the game but he did love holding and “spending” the money given to him and throwing dice about randomly. On the flip side, his Daddy threw himself into the game with a somewhat worryingly detailed knowledge on how to play the game. I’ve never heard anyone use the phrase “One of the rules of Monopoly say….” so many times in such a short space of time. By 9pm I, a complete lightweight, was ready to go home and Little Z was more than flagging, ready to spend the night in my lap. The Hubby on the other hand kept asking for “another 10 minutes” as he and his partner in crime, my brother-in-law were in the lead. (I’m pretty sure they were stealing from the bank all night).
Eventually I gave up trying to coax him out the door and settled for a long natter with my cousin. The “10 minutes” turned into 11:45pm and even after what looked like a full bank heist the Other Half and his partner in crime threw in the towel on account of being almost bankrupt. We walked out all a bit weary and I’ve made a mental note never to play Monopoly with the Other half. It was 2am by the time we got home and crawled into bed, ready to do it all again, minus the Monopoly, with the in-laws the next day.