This is just about a third of the people smashed into my parents living room last night and yelling at nearly the top of their lungs. I know scenes like this used to be my norm growing up in a large family and I’m glad my parents seem to not mind the chaos and even enjoy it, because all of these children are singing songs and learning about creation and a biblical world view. Nevertheless, that was so beyond exhausting. I seriously have a new found understanding of the adjustment the sister-in-laws went through when they joined our family. I know why they tried to change traditions and make things a little calmer. Now that I’ve been away from it in my own little family, it’s overwhelmingly exhausting for me to even hide in a corner in the back of the room. Meanwhile, I can see the formerly overwhelmed sister-in-laws who do this regularly just carrying on as if this is a completely lovely situation. Humans are very adaptable, if they allow themselves to change.