Cousins camp? I' m calling it a sucess!

There were several spills, a couple of melt downs. The baby almost ate a hand full of dog food he snagged from their bowl. An elbow scrape (child) and a glue incident (adult) but every one survived and even had fun.
It's been more than a dozen years since our last cousins camp.
This was a whole new crew.
A much younger one.
Designing crests and monograms was put of the question.
Embellished initials  and picture frames seemed simple enough.
There weren't that simple.
I underestimated. I was overly ambitious.
Still, we managed the manners and etiquette lesson albeit a brief one.
It was nice enough that we had snacks outside.
Aunt Kitty brought cream horns and cheese bread.
I should have made a cheese ball and homemade limeade but I had the Hub pick them up at the market while I over did the decorations.
Some of the more ocd oriented "helpers" wanted to direct the frames. They wanted all bugs, or all sea animals or all Disney princess, not a child selected mix thereof. I am not naming names but suffice to say that particular helper was tasked elsewhere.
We  realized, too late, that we should have taken a group photo before we began instead of after we finished as some tired little campers are pictured in tears in the official photos.
One of them cried because her mother would not let her hold a piece of the pink duct tape she used on her  letter "L" embellished with buttons. The other cried because she did.
We'll know better next time. There WILL be a next time. There has to be. Now it's a family tradition.