One of our family’s most cherished traditions is the Mother’s Day Picnic at Coloma. If you’re not up on your
Brad smokes a turkey, and cooks baked beans, making our house smell like a dream. Everyone else brings salads or desserts, drinks and a chair. This year we had my sister’s family from
The kids panned for gold and joined in a rambunctious game of Apples to Apples. The adults amused themselves with a lax version of Bocci ball. In between there was plenty of time to sit and catch up.
While we were there I was overwhelmed by how fun it was to be there with everyone. But today I am more aware of the memories we are building for ourselves and our children. This day will last in the minds of all of us for all our days.