My big fat Irish family

I am Godmother to my nephew. I am not exactly sure what a Godmother is really supposed to do except hold the candle at the baptism and give cool presents at birthdays and Christmas. I feel like it should be something more than this, especially because I think the presents that I have given my nephew over the years have sucked. Mostly because I have not stuck with his Christmas list which includes all things violent (he asked for and received a gun from his Dad two Christmases ago--they go the range for a bonding experience). Anyhow, in an attempt to be more than the Aunt who gets him boring books and sensible sweaters, I wanted to take him to the museum of his choosing for a special day yesterday (he is on Spring Break). He wanted to go to the Planetarium and see an Imax show.

I check out showtimes and I'm getting really excited for our big day. Annie is in school, so Johnny and Ellie and Cole and I would go together. Then my mom calls and wants to go. Then my brother from Wisconsin calls and says he's here for the week and he's coming too. Then I find out that his three kids will be with him. My mom and brother insist that my Dad come also because this is a "family outing" and he can't not be there. So, I set off on my special outing for my Godson with my mom, my dad, my brother, his three kids, and my two kids. The Grizwolds take the Planetarium. So much for an intimate special time with my nephew. It costs about $150 for all of us to get in and see the show and the kids just ran around screaming and banging on shit the whole time. Next time we're going to McDonald's playland. :)