Recap of a cottage get away with our SIX grandchildren ages 3-14

First let me say that we have amazing friends that in return for caring for their fur babies,  insist that we take over their “cottage” (I use that word lightly, as it’s more like a gorgeous house) for a week right smack in the middle of the prime time summer.  Not only do they open the cottage life to Mikey and I, they also include our large family – 6 beautiful grandchildren, their parents and our wonderful Brody dog.  Ok, for those that are counting…that is well, a lot of people.

The first day we arrived, Mr. & Mrs. Tinker (as the kids refer to them) were there to greet us and quickly watch as we completely took over their home away from home.  Three cars/suv’s full of “stuff”….bedding, food, toys, DVD’s for those raining days (of which there were none!) fishing gear, (did I mention the toys?).  Bedroom were quickly filled with pre teen clothing (hello, all you need is a bathing suit and pjs)…and electronics.  Guess what?  No Wifi….you’re unplugged baby!

In a blink of the eye, Mr. (Mike) Tinker was spot on taking the kids sea doo-ing (well, I did go too) and boating…

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Mrs. (Lisa) Tinker looks on as the kids are enjoying all the elements of cottage life..

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CourageTinker's Cottage 2016-169

SuccessTinker's Cottage 2016-141

FreedomTinker's Cottage 2016-3

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DeterminationTinker's Cottage 2016-159


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CousinsTinker's Cottage 2016-65

PeaceTinker's Cottage 2016-62

ApprehensionTinker's Cottage 2016-23

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After the plethora of fun, we sit down to a meal of lasagna prepared ahead of time to feed a small army.  Mr. (Mike) Tinker sits at the head of his table and tells us, the 11 of us sitting there is the most they have ever had.  I’m sitting around the busy chaotic table and feel blessed, happy and proud of my family and my friends.

After claiming favorite beds (the top bunk is like calling shotgun!), donning pj’s, (ok, a little bit of over tired crying) comes peace to the end of day 1.



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