Oliver divided the family up into squads yesterday: kids, teens/pre-adults/older kids, younger adults, and older adults/elderly. I was in the older adults/elderly category.
There were 15 of us for supper at my parents house: more Rukavinas-and-partners than have ever gathered in one place.
Supper was a IKEA-themed, with meatballs (vegetarian and otherwise), boiled potatoes, gravy and salad.
Gifts were exchanged; more gifts than you can possibly imagine (not quite 15 squared, but it seemed that way).
We all disperse to the corners of the continent starting tomorrow when Catherine, Oliver, and I take the early morning jet to Charlottetown by way of Montreal.