The Sibs are coming, The Sibs are coming. The Sibs are here, The Sibs are here. Bob's three sibs with three spouses are here for the week end. Last night at dinner, we figured out that we have been doing this once a year week end for thirty years. Same
sibs, same spouses. By this time we are all more like brothers and sisters than in laws and out laws. Each a little quirky, each with respect of the other. I don't know what Bob's parents did, but it worked. They are a tight group. What I like best about this
group that I married into is that they respect each other and take joy in everyones achievements. It's refreshing to experience this first hand.